With a big lump in his throat, William walked back to his car. He started the ignition and knew that he shouldnt but felt the need to drive by where she used to live. New houses lined what used to be a large bean field on the road that led up to her house, and the road had finally been paved. The fence was new, but the property lines still looked the same, as he pulled in front of an old grown up house. It looked as if no one had lived there in many years. The screen door was laying on the porch...