A lot can change in six years.
Take me, for instance.
I uprooted my small-town life to move to Chicago, went to college, and grew up. Too bad I belatedly realized something was missing.
Determined to find myself again, I quit my job and head back to my family's apple orchard to do some soul-searching. A lot can also stay the same.
Case in point: my brother's best friend, Lawson Westbrook.
Still charming. Still ridiculously...