VOLUME TWO: WINTER'S PATH

Matt Holcomb

Late July

I knew before I even started my car this morning and made the two-hour trek to her house that today was not going to end how I'd hoped. Summer Quinn was supposed to be my salvation, and though she wouldn't be my ruin, the loss was going to thrust my life right back to what started my downward spiral in the first place.

From Greensboro to Charlotte, I passed the rolling Carolina countryside with my head in a fog, my ...