I had a shock when I returned home from a short trip to Hollywood. I was fueling my car, when Sean approached and confronted me with curt accusations of slander (read: talking shit).

I stopped what I was doing and thought for a moment. I didn't want to fight with him – I just wanted it dropped. Time had passed and I was over my grudges. So, I plainly told him so. It was the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my life.

That was the moment everything changed. He could have blown it all away and rekindled the war or he could shake my hand in truce. We shook hands and talked in the gas station parking lot for an hour, catching up on days passed.

Although I was nervous in the beginning, our friendship grew stronger and closer every day. We always hung out, always spent hours talking about everything in the universe.

Sean had turned his life around. He bought a car, worked security and volunteered with the police department rounding up truants. He was doing his best to make things right, and he was doing a damn fine job.