A friendship that took over thirty years to build and days to destroy.

This is the last day of my life. I say that with certainty because of where I am now.

When I was a child I wrote a diary. I never expected anyone would read it. Fanciful childish nonsense, at least that's what I hoped they'd think.

Fast forward to the future and the last entry I made is the reason I'm standing at this grave, wondering if I'd still be here if I had never written that last damning paragraph.

I'm almost certain the answer would be no.

I thought I had friends. It turns out I was alone all the time.

A tale of friendship, secrets, and lies. Betrayal and broken promises are the ingredients for the most delicious revenge.