About the book: year / The vacation was supposed to stimulate my career, and not lead me into the arms of a surfer with a bad character and an even worse reputation. Three weeks in heaven. Ten photographs for the portfolio. It seems simple. But that's not true. The airline lost my camera bag, the hotel was a dump, oh, and did I mention I almost drowned? Local residents say that I am lucky to be alive. And I owe this to a tattooed surfer with a gloomy look that makes your blood run cold. Forget about him. I have more important problems. My photos suck, no better than those of an average tourist with a smartphone. I've lost my creative juices. In the hope that being on the North Shore of the island will give a boost to my creativity, I go there. And to my surprise, it is the grumpy surfer who sparks my inspiration. I don't want to need him, but I need him. Risking my pride, I ask for help. He saw the warning signs and knew that I was falling in love with him. And could have saved me from heartache and humiliation. All you had to do was tell me one thing that would change everything...The Truth.