The Journey of Kylie and Zac: Part 1
Not long after we had moved into my father's new mansion, a man who was no older than twenty-five moved in right next to us. My dad and him hit it off; he invited him inside for a beer or two. They talked about work and such, you know about men things. I came down for some lunch and my dad introduced us. "Hey, Kylie, I'd like you to meet Zac", said my dad with excitement. "Hey, Kylie", Zac said. Zac was tall, brunette, ve...