I left the party, and followed my friend over to the local bistro to meet a man that she was smitten with. I was having a good time at the party, the...
As she drives she explains to me that she married my father because she knew he would be a good father. I listen by closing my eyes to her words. I take in her scent.
Gwen walks around her house on the mountain side. The house her ex-husband picked out. The house he left behind; the house that was to be their fixer –upper.