"Heart-stirring. Moving. Magnificent." - Heather, Diary of a Book Fiend The first time I met Ian Kemp in the sparkling blue waters of St. Thomas, I was six years old and we shared a summer beneath the stars. The second time I met Ian Kemp, he was a shell of the boy I once knew. Turbulent and infuriating, he refused my friendship at every turn. Like me, he was a casualty of life's cruelty, but we were planets apart. We'd...