Where there's smoke, there's fire.

That's a problem up on my mountain. I deal with the blaze quickly. But the out-of-control inferno licking inside me isn't so easily doused.

I thought I was okay with being a hermit. Until I smelled that smoke and Little Miss Sunshine invaded my pity party. For four years, I've rebuilt my life after the Army, but I'm broken. I'm finished. I've shut out everyone, because that's the way I want things.

My sunshine is determined to fix this grumpy recluse. She doesn't believe I'm broken. She's wrong, but the longer she's around, throwing around her happiness like glitter, the more I want to keep her. I'm just not sure I can.