Zeath.

Waking up every morning now is a big struggle for me.

The first thing I do after crawling out of bed is to make a cup of coffee that’d wake me up.

Today’s the racing event. And it’s torment to watch or even hear a whisper about it.

It doesn’t help matters that Tara wouldn’t talk to me.

I’ve visited, called, texted, done everything possible for her to say one word to me but there’s none. It’s has me wondering where I went wrong.

What exactly did I do or say the ...