Who knew three words held such destructive power? No, not THOSE three words. I'm talking about the evil word trio that's my own personal kryptonite, that stole my best friend, and took away the only woman I've ever loved: I dare you.I was six when Darcy Patrick moved next door. By the time we were eight, we were best friends.At fifteen, I gave a classmate a black eye for calling her names.At sixteen, she talked me through asking my crush to...