CALEBI came to the lake to be left alone, to lick my wounds. I wasn't counting on neighbors andI especially wasn't counting on her. Lucie was a little kid the last time I was here. Now she's grown-and God, did she evergrow up-with two little kids of her own. She's everywhere I look, no matter how hard I try to avoid her. I'd forgotten all thethings I used to want, used to dream about. She's reminding me... and making me wantevery last one of them again. LUCIEFrom the moment I first saw C aleb when I was six, I knew he belonged to me. And Iknew I'd have to save him-because how else does the girl nobody wants win over the boybeloved by all?Nothing about his life or mine has gone to plan. He's isolated and miserable. I've got avindictive ex and more problems than I can count. But what hasn't changed is this: it still feels like he's mine. And I still think I may need to save him.