I Called Him Friend

About this book

What if the gentlest voice in a child's life belonged to the last person on earth you would want near him?For twenty years, Reynaldo Chavez believed he had a friend, a man in a suit and top hat who was calm and polite. The hat man appeared by Rey's window when he was five and called him by name. Rey didn't know the man, but the hat man offered the one thing a frightened boy craved: protection. Rey only knew he was no longer alone in a house where cards shuffled themselves and disembodied voices talked and laughed.This is the firsthand account of what that friendship really was, and the long, strange road out of it. It's about occult connections that ran back through a family, a home steeped in the paranormal, unexplainable encounters, and the night the deception finally cracked.Chavez writes plainly, the way a man writes about a fire he barely escaped. There's no embellishment, only what happened, and how true friendship finally reached him. If you've ever wondered whether the darkness can truly be broken, Rey wrote this book for you.