Contributor: ToddGM

The truth was that Stella did miss her home from time to time. But what wasn't to miss? She had been born in northern Maine, and spent the first twelve years of her life there. The pine forests stretched almost as far as the eye could see, a few gentle mountain slopes, and the wide blue sky. They had moved right before her thirteenth birthday. Although she vowed to hate her new home, school, and the people in the neighborhood, she had eventually grown to like it.

She had her first job in this town, her first date, finished out high school, started college...life was good, but at times she still longed for the smell of pine wafting through her open window, the sight of a lone hawk soaring overhead, or a late night by the fire. Jared helped make up for some of those things.

She smiled as she looked up at him again.

So much like home...




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