A teenage boy, rancher, college student, and truck driver's lives unfold as they are connected by the heroic actions of one young man.
Every action a person takes creates a reaction in another person’s life. But can something so small really shatter the world into a thousand pieces and change one’s future?
Dougan desperately wants to get home to give his dying wife one last kiss, sensing her suffering will soon be over. Ray longs for a healing touch in his relationship with his distant children, but focuses every ounce of his love on Edna—his one security in this world. Christina hides from her past, while starting a bright future with her fiancé Mel. And Holly … oh, how the past year has brought her into womanhood. Her relationship with Hayden marked so many firsts in her life, and her friendship with Eric ... poor Eric.
A breeze wafts from the woods and nudges at the yellow flower, rolling it over. The flower yawns at the touch. The breeze blows harder until the flower brushes against Holly’s knee. She picks it up and stands it against the cross in front of her. Her mind rushes over the past events of this year, as if the breeze were swirling her thoughts, touching the stories of these people that mingled with her now broken life. They were all so connected by the tiny pieces that Holly grasped at to put together with her own. How did all this happen?
Each person made a choice, out of love, and as their lives unfold they begin to understand why that choice was made. Is it possible that fate brought them together to create a lasting bond—to take that single puzzle piece and create something so beautiful and fragile—to present it to the world as a masterpiece?
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A breeze moved along the interstate. Trees and grass bowed in respect while cars and trucks of every size ignored its existence. The wind flew around and over boulders as animals and critters scurried about. It found a pond and glided across the glassy surface, disturbing a cluster of dragonflies.
She kneeled in the grass with her hands on her legs. She bent forward and tried to catch her breath. A single flower lay by her knees. Its yellow brightness stood out against a small, white cross that stood beside it. She ran her fingers down the wooden memorial and dropped her head.
The breeze wafted from the woods and nudged at the yellow flower, rolling it over. The flower yawned at the touch. The breeze blew harder until the flower touched the girl’s knee. She picked up the kingcup and stood it against the cross.
Tears streamed down her cheeks with memories of excitement and love. She wanted to scream and release all the agony held inside, but could only muster whimpers. She fell forward and kissed the ground. She welcomed the loneliness that had become a part of her soul.
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