#HappyFriendshipStory

I hadn't seen Adam Johnson, and more importantly Jessica Johnson, since we were kids and life took us down our separate paths. Yet, as I sat in the cafe at the local art gallery nursing a warming cup of cappuccino, it was like we'd never been apart. Adam was still the 'class clown' of the group, although he'd tuned it to a fine art as an adult and he was absolutely hilarious. Jessica was still as beautiful as ever, with her long red hair and blue eyes bouncing off that infectious smile she always seemed to carry. The love of my life, yet a path never crossed. Looking back at the way things had turned out for me throughout the years, that unrequited love was probably for the...