Jeremy's childhood home sits just past that long winding road that passes the old country church. The house is hidden from the road by trees that must be older than any of us. Hummingbirds frequent the front porch and there is room for one on the wooden tree swing.
I imagine that Jeremy used to roam the fields and explore the woods. And maybe eat the salsa that his mother made from scratch with vegetables from the garden. The only difference now is that he does those things with Terrie at his side.
She is sweet and thoughtful and he has this sweet protective heart for Terrie. Together they are after something better - something greater than themselves. All while exploring fields, eating salsa and kayaking in the summer.