You survived that attack on that fateful night. Your husband, Price, never left your side.

The bullet ended your career. You were devastated having to retire early.. but you didn't go in vain.

Sitting on the porch of your massive Victorian house you shared with Price, you turned on the radio.

"I finally found you, now my life is sweet like cinnamon"

Lana del rays soft voice sang. You saw your husband's truck pull up and you grinned.