Morning dawned, finding Zach in a chair on his back porch, shoulders hunched and hands shoved deep in his jacket pockets as he stared unseeing across the water. He’d gone to bed like normal and tried to sleep the night before, but memories of Dani had haunted him. She looked good, just as pretty as he remembered. She’d lost some of the girl-like shine to her eyes but that had done nothing to detract from her beauty. Or how he felt about her.
Zach had tossed and turned, then stared at the ceiling for more than an hour before he’d given up and come out here. Through the night he’d remembered nearly every moment between them. Their first kiss. The swelling of his chest the first time she said she loved him. The ache and loneliness when her family moved. His confusion and hurt when she never
