“All our young lives we search for someone to love. We choose partners, change partners, we dance to the song of heartbreak and hope, all the while wondering if there's someone, somewhere searching for us."   The Wonder Years

Mark turned the lever to the shower water on cold, pressed his forehead against the white tile and let the chilly rush of water run from his head to toes against his hot skin.  Bradley had been right.  On a heat filled night like tonight, the treehouse was beyond dismal.  That hadn’t become apparent to him until he tried to climb the rope ladder to her balcony and it felt like every muscle in his heat consumed body was Jell-O.

He reached for the soap and discovered the tray was emp...

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