Fisherman

It's official. I'm 18 and a young woman with endless possibilities, on my way to reunite with my mom in Colorado after five years apart - she had a little weed incident in Nebraska. At the airport, she springs the news on me...she's leaving for a month of job training. And me? I'm left on my own in the basement she's renting from the fisherman, a.k.a. her landlord who lives upstairs. He's 10 years older than me. Never wears a shirt. And makes it hard to remember all the things I learned at Christian Academy. Did I mention he’s also my new boss?

It’s been five years since I’ve seen him. An unexpected event takes me back to the place where it all began. But I’m no longer the naive young woman he once knew. And he’s no longer the man who took nearly everything from me. Can this be our time? Or is it too late? Did I find myself only to lose him?