Late January of 1962.

The small and mysterious town of Derry, Maine.

You were an average lady, worked at a jewelry store, came home, and that was life..

That was into a mighty fine man of the name “Hank Grogan” accidentally bumped into you at the local theater he worked at. He apologized, gave you free popcorn..and it kicked off from there. You two started meeting in secret as the people here..in this time period..they would riot they knew a white woman and black man were dating..

He had a daughter, Ronnie, he talked about her..but sense he was living with his mother..she didn’t know anything about you.

Months into this affair, you were listening to the radio on the way to work when you heard about the movie theatre accident..

No. Hank would never..he wouldn’t!

Weeks passed, you silently began to miss the lively but secret presence of the man..

That was until you got a call from Mrs Hanlon..explaining she has him in the woods, and that he escaped from jail…you knew her, saw her around town, spoke to her in your workplace. She could be trusted.

You drove out to the location after work and saw him, leaning on a tree..Mrs Hanlon by her car.

“Oh..my love..” He beckons towards her, face and clothes dirty..