Blitz

Mason I’ll be the first to admit I’m not the nicest person. I’m not soft and delicate; my edges are sharp, and my words can be, too. For years, I was told my goals, my education, my athletics, my career was the most important thing, and anything else was temporary. And because I trusted my mother’s prejudiced poison, I let the best man I’ve ever known walk away. It’s been three years. I don’t want to blindside him, but I had my own hurdles to overcome. My head is on straight now, and it’s time t...