On January 19, 1996, seven-year-old Braxton met the six-year-old girl who moved in next door, and that first crush never really left him.
Nineteen years to the day, she became his wife; nineteen days after the wedding, an accident left her in a coma.
When she woke, every memory of their marriage and friendship was gone, and the man who loved her was a stranger.
Braxton answered that loss by writing her letters about their beginning, their happiest years, and the life they had built together.
He will not let nineteen, the number that once bound them, be the thing that erases them for good.
