I never thought I’d return to River Valley.
But after my mom’s death, everyone thought a change of scenery might help. Now I’m busy rebuilding my relationship with my dad and working at a local diner. I was even happy to hear my childhood best friend works there as a cook.
Too bad he’s cold and distant.
He acts like he doesn’t know who I am.
So why can’t I stop thinking about him and wondering what happened while I was away?