I can tell him that "he’s crazy.” Two words. And, he’ll never speak of it again. One lie. That’s all it will take. I spent twenty years hiding my crush on Isaac Adams. Not a single person knew - not my family, not my friends, and certainly not Isaac. …Well, he didn’t. Until I just blurted it out thirty seconds ago. Now it’s out there. Lingering in the air between us. And I have a choice to make. I can tell Isaac that he’s "crazy" to think there’s something more than just friendship between us - the convenient escape plan he just handed me on a silver platter. ...Or, I can put it all on the line, risk everything, and tell him that for me, it’s always been more.