GHOSTLY DOUBLE

PREFACE


I was supposed to be sitting here typing away at my laptop, putting my words into a book I wanted to publish one day. For some reason, I couldn't figure out where to start. Was "Once Upon a Time" even a good start for what I was going to write about?

It's supposed to be about my life; about what led me to where I am today. To you, you'll be reading fiction. I have to tell it as if it were a fairy tale. I have no choice because not everyone knows what I now know. To this day, I can hardly believe my life's the way it is. I keep thinking I'll wake up one morning and roll over to an empty space next to me. My day would turn out boring and without noise beating against my ears for thirteen hours a day.

I'd probably have the most boring job there is on the planet and come home to fifteen cats and fur balls fluttering across the floor from closing my door when I came home. I've been told you could save your animals hair and send it to a company that could make it into a blanket.

That's just gross; not gonna happen with this chick.

Nope.

My life is far from boring, but that's neither here nor there, so I guess you'll just have to stick with me to find out how I got to be where I am today. You'll definitely think I'm lying, but far from it. It all started when I was sixteen. My thirty-first birthday was just around the corner and all I can think about is where it all started.

Forks, Washington fifteen years ago.