She had not returned to her Kentucky community since the incident with Owen and the lost contact with her entire family. She made her life and became the dancer she always wanted in addition to earning a degree in psychology.

The distance helped her to heal a lot and she thought going back would help the last remaining wound close.

There weren't many familiar faces and no prying eyes on her which made her feel less anxious. She parked at the place where the preaching used to be, now abandoned, she decided to walk as she remembered and froze at the sight of an all too familiar face.

“Hey” He said in the same tone of voice, maybe a little rougher and she took a step back. “I was... you know what, never mind, don't go, I was just about to leave or... maybe do you... want to talk or something?” He approached cautiously leaving a box on the floor.