Ah, young love…there’s nothing like it.  It was a time when we welcomed Cupid’s arrow with open arms, daring the impish little trickster to give it his best shot.  And I think with most of us, he was happy to comply. Many of us look back at our younger days and remember our high school sweethearts with a particular fondness; I know I do.  Those memories are cherished ones, so when I wrote my book, I knew it wouldn’t be complete without at least a speck of romance thrown in.  Some adults may not believe teenagers know what love is, but I’m not one of those adults.  In fact, I think some of the purest…