He was like Christmas, Halloween, and her favorite song all rolled into one sexy, powerful, dangerous man. Together? Well, together, they’d give birth to fire, and watch it burn everything in it’s path.

The crackle of dry leaves and the snap of firewood tells me autumn has arrived. I want to rejoice in Mother Nature’s beauty, but it’s difficult when I know Old Man Winter is hiding around the corner waiting to jump from the cold shadows and knock away my joy.