"Sinclair, I wanted to thank you for coming with me today over to Billy Bob's house. I have lived with that for a long time now. Not knowing that all he needed to hear was an apology. I thought the man hated my guts. I mean, I'm sure he did. But the relief on his face when we talked felt so good. I've been holding on to a grudge and a type of anger over that night, you helped me. You encouraged me to face that fear, that's something that no one has ever done for me," he said as he kissed my hand. "Ryk, can I be honest with you?" I asked. "Well, I'd hope you would always be honest with me," he exclaimed. "Well of course, but I know that we talked about taking our time, and getting to know one another and not rushing into anything, but I have to get this off my chest. I don't know what i
