I had learned a lot in my life. Being a foster kid and jumping from household to household, I knew more about surviving than any other human my age. I could disassemble and reassemble a motorcycle in a matter of a couple of weeks. I had experience in carpentry, cooking, cleaning, and any other odd job one could do while growing up. I thought I knew it all and had done it all. Meeting Brooklyn, however, taught me the one thing I never truly had. Love. She brought feelings into my life that I couldn't explain if I tried the rest of my life. The word love never meant much to me, but with her, it felt natural. Real. I didn't know love, and I wasn't prepared for what it brought along with it. Love brought jealousy. Love brought worry. Love brought a side of me I wasn’t prepared for. Brooklyn brought a lot of unexpected changes into my life. Love. Loss. Heartbreak. She was my star, but even the brightest of stars eventually burn out.
M. Piper lives in Southern Illinois with her family of 4. She is the only female in the house (if you don't count the poor dog) and enjoys reading and writing in her spare time. Let's face it, though, with two boys under the age of 5, there isn't much free time.