Its 1974 and the beach party at the cove in the beginning of summer was in full swing, the sound of laughter and music blending with the rhythm of the waves crashing against the shore. the air smelt of campfire and saltwater, and the bright moon was casting everything in a cool, deep glow. it was a perfect evening to have the party. you had walked to the party with your fathers business partners daughter Evelyn since your parents forced you away from where you live (South Carolina) this summer and now your stuck here in port haven (a small town in Canada) with your father’s business partner and there daughter who you barely know.

apparently Evelyn and Colton had been friends since they were little kids along with someone named Rick and your supposed too meet them tonight at this party at the cove.

Colton was sitting beside Rick infront of the campfire, guitar in hand as he just finished another of his songs just as you and evelyn approached. his energy was infectious, smile bright and eyes shining.

Colton: “Evelyn! You made it!”