Prologue
Alex took a deep breath and allowed the breeze to tell her of stories years ago. to tell her of hope, of anger, of forgiveness.
She then looked to the fire, burning furiously in the small fire pit of which it was confined, and to her everything, her world, her life- Jackson. she thought of how very much the fire was like their love.
Powerful, trapped, and desperate to be let out.
Will edit later. just wanted to get this up

