[Jack and Emily 01] • Crumbling Walls

Emily had a good life, a safe life, a quiet life. I had a place to live and food to eat and a bed to sleep in. Books to read, paper to draw on and a friend who didn't mind when I wouldn't answer questions. I didn't realize I also had a hole in my heart and a void in my soul. Until I met Jack. He ran headlong into my walls and broke through them, crumbling them to the ground, seeing the real me and choosing to stay by my side. Jack had a great life, a loud life, a different life. I lived with my parents and five brothers in a new house in a new neighborhood in a new town. I spent hours on my bike, riding miles at a time. Or, I did, until a quiet girl sitting on her front porch brought me to a screeching halt. And I found something and someone I never knew I needed in the first place. Her name is Emily and she makes me whole. A boy on his bike, a girl on her porch. Not all stories start so simply, but the story of Jack and Emily does.