jazzypant2

~ Intro ~ Rylensburg, California was your typical town full of your typical people. Couples gazed at each other dreamily, children screamed (either out of merriment or terror, as I am still unsure which), and families ate brunch together at one of the five restaurants. But Rylensburg was also very special, you see. "Why was it?" You ask me eagerly, your silken hair rushing forward to cover your sweet face. It was special, little one, for no reason other than the fact that I met someone spectacular there. A spectacular boy in an "so-average-that-it-hurts" life. His name was Sam.