I just couldn’t imagine being with anyone else other than Lauren and I wanted only her, always.
Chris Wiewiora remembers the first morning he woke up next to a woman.
Chris Wiewiora remembers how, no matter where his missionary parents moved, his mother always had a book with her, and how that literary dedication passed on to him.
A reminiscent pain struck Chris Wiewiora when and where he least expected it.
Chris Wiewiora doesn’t want closure. He wants a new beginning.