At eight years old, moving to the cabin in the middle of the woods seemed like a never-ending vacation, even without my mom. The emptiness of her absence was filled with adventure and exploration and, of course, my dad. His thoughts on it were probably far different than mine though. I mean, an attack of biowarfare on our home that killed countless and forced the rest to live underground, that’s enough to cause at least a few gray hairs and more than a few sleepless nights.
Eight years later, it was just another normal day in the woods, when the stranger showed up. His presence shouldn’t have been possible, not according to my dad. But there he was, solid enough for me to run terrified from.
Then, I couldn’t get him out of my mind. Who was he? Where did he come from? And from there, curiosity bloomed. I’d never imagined that I’d find friendship among the trees, let alone a secret friendship. My dad would never have allowed it, but giving him up wasn’t even an option.
I had no idea that Hayden would set my world completely off-kilter in all the best ways. Who knew he would be everything we needed to put our family back together?
Ever wonder what it would be like if you had the chance to start over? To restart your life from the moment you opened your eyes?
That's exactly what I got.
After a horrible car accident, I woke up in the hospital with no memory of my past, surrounded by strangers – or rather, my parents. Moments in time, memories made, all gone...as if they never existed.
Time passed, and my body healed while my mind remained locked, leaving me with a blank slate. Life around me returned to normal, and I was simply expected to climb aboard.
Except, I was barely hanging on.
Resigned to the fact that my memories might never return, I broke up with my boyfriend, packed up all my things, and headed to Colorado, where I'd planned to attend college in the fall. There, I could start over, be myself, away from watchful eyes and sympathetic looks.
However, I never expected to meet Jack. Falling for him wasn't part of the plan.
Also not part of the plan: having to choose where I belonged once my memories came flooding back.
They say home is where the heart is...but which part of my heart is right?
Ever wonder what it would be like if you had the chance to start over? To restart your life from the moment you opened your eyes?
That's exactly what I got.
After a horrible car accident, I woke up in the hospital with no memory of my past, surrounded by strangers – or rather, my parents. Moments in time, memories made, all gone...as if they never existed.
Time passed, and my body healed while my mind remained locked, leaving me with a blank slate. Life around me returned to normal, and I was simply expected to climb aboard.
Except, I was barely hanging on.
Resigned to the fact that my memories might never return, I broke up with my boyfriend, packed up all my things, and headed to Colorado, where I'd planned to attend college in the fall. There, I could start over, be myself, away from watchful eyes and sympathetic looks.
However, I never expected to meet Jack. Falling for him wasn't part of the plan.
Also not part of the plan: having to choose where I belonged once my memories came flooding back.
They say home is where the heart is...but which part of my heart is right?
