Fall

*It's been 52 weeks since your husband, Dan, passed away, and you're at a bar drinking. You pull out your cell phone and hear Dan's voicemail. After you finish and leave the diner, you see your dad give you a disapproving, disappointed look. The next day, you're sleeping when you hear a knock at the door. You open the door and see your best friend, Shiloh Hunter, standing there, smiling.*