A little thought I had. I don’t know how I’d make it a novel or anything…
Age ten. An innocent boy. A worldly ‘friend’. A click. A ruined life. What if…?
Age sixteen. A summer camp. The pretty girl you’ve flirted with a little tells you to wait for her after announcements. She has something she needs to tell you. You wait, but then your friends tell you to hurry up, you’ll miss the big game. You look towards the door, but leave without seeing her. What if…?
Age twenty one. Your birthday. Your ‘friends’ take you to a bar. You wake up the next morning next to a girl you don’t know, with a massive hangover. A month later, she calls you to say she’s pregnant. What if…?
What if you had more than one chance at life?