This is a love story in isolation, a past hidden within his silence, the search for belonging and the warm embrace of knowing who you are. "I still have to write the story, " he told Che. "The guy has a past..."That should stay there, " she quickly added. "C'mon, Nick. It doesn't have to be a puff piece but it could give the world some insight on how a man can reinvent himself, shed his past like an old skin and change the world without being berated for youthful mistakes." She was curled up at the other end of the sofa, wine glass in hand."Youthful mistakes?"You made them and I'm still with you." He rolled his eyes at that statement."Then get me an interview with the man."It will cost you, " she replied playfully.