If his sixteen years’ experience has taught Mikey Alston only one thing, it’s this: Life is too damn cruel to face alone… The ice took our car off the road. The tree wrecked it. Tate and I didn’t make it out unscathed. My parents didn’t make it out alive… I was eleven, and that’s the day my whole world was ripped away from me. My brother, David, was twenty-one. All the family I had left, I needed him. He didn’t need me. David sent me away. Packed me off far across the country from my home town in Devon – from Tate and everything I’d ever known, to live with grandparents I’d never known. Six years is a long time. But now I’m back. (Not through choice. Not mine, anyway). And Tate’s still here. Only… he’s not the boy I left behind. He won’t speak to me. Won’t speak to anyone. The one upshot of my return to a life I no longer fit and he’s letting me down spectacularly. Well, Tate, here’s the thing: I’m not giving up on you. I’m not everybody else. You can’t shut me out. You need me – we need each other. And we will be friends again. Best friends. I’m decided. It’s decided.