A/N: I haven't written for this story in soooooo long! But I got an idea…and dammit I lost all of the reviews for the stories in it because I couldn't put them all together…and there was like over 50 altogether so I'm sad ;-) Well hey I'm doing as asked and Rafe will find Susie's letter…and, uh, Danny is going to make a guest appearance, and I'm not saying whether he'll be living or dead in said appearance so get ready! ;) Please review, so I can collect some more and not look so sad lol. Love, Dana

Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the movie, Susie is mine, and anything else you don't recognize is mine.

            …I finally realized that maybe it was worth it to stick around. I had seen Danny again, if only in my dreams, and I felt him closer to me each day after my failed suicide attempt. The note was thrown in the trash; I was safe now. I had my little boy Matthew with me, and Rafe and Evelyn to keep me company. So what if Jack was dead, I had dealt with one dead lover already. I never forgot him; he was my husband after all. But nothing mattered now except Matthew and my brother and his wife. And my secret was safe from them. Or so I thought…

            "Susie!" Rafe screamed from the hallway as I pulled a batch of freshly baked rolls from the oven.

            "What is it?" I called back, pulling off my oven mitts and tossing them onto the counter.

            "I think you need to get over here."

            I walked out of the room and down the hall where he stood, young as ever, waving a crumpled piece of paper in his hand.

            Oh shit, I thought miserably.

            "Explain this!" he boomed, his eyes wide.

            "It was a bad time, is all. I did that after Jack died and of course you know I wouldn't go through with it. I'm not crazy, Rafe."

            "After Jack died? So it was only 'cause you were sad…I can understand it. But you gave me quite a fright there, Suze. I was just emptying out your garbage pail and it sorta fell out."

            He ran his hand through his gold-tinted hair and smiled sheepishly.

            "Oh, Rafe," I laughed and threw my arms around him. "I love you, ya know that?"

            "I do."

            I backed away from him and went back into the kitchen, where the rolls had been cooling off. They smelled delicious; warm and fresh and just itchin' to be soaked in butter and rosemary oil.

            "What's this?" Evelyn asked, grinning, as she walked in from her garden.

            "Something to go along with dinner," I responded, fanning the steam from the bread over to her nose as she inhaled it appreciatively.

            "I must say, Susie, I love this baking habit of yours."

            "I don't mind it myself. So what's for the main course, anyway?"

            "I'm thinking about steak and some salad. Oh! I forgot to tell you…Rafe and I are taking Danny up to South Carolina for a week, and he wanted to know if Matty can come with us. I know you won't want to; you always hated the Carolinas. But Danny would really like it if he could join in."

            I smiled down at my little son, playing with a toy airplane on the tile floor. I was so young to have child, only twenty-two. I had given birth to Matthew when I was 19. So young. I needed a break.

            "Of course he can go," I said cheerfully, holding the counter for balance when he rush my legs and held them tight.

            "Oh thank you Momma!" he exclaimed with joy.

            "Of course, sweetheart. You're all leaving tomorrow, then?" I asked, turning to Evelyn.

            "Yes, at three in the afternoon. We're going to take the train. Are you sure you won't come with us, Suze?"

            "I'm sure. Last time I was there, I got so much sand in my hair that it took months to clean it all out."

            Rafe skipped in and picked up a roll hot off the tray.

            "We're gonna miss ya Susie," he laughed through the bread in his mouth.

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            The next day was a calm one. After the taxi picked up Rafe, Evelyn, and the children, I was free to roam the land surrounding the farm by myself. I walked around the farm to pick the little purple wildflowers that grew all around it and I dropped them over Danny's grave.

            "I miss you," I whispered, smiling softly and running my hand over the top of the stone.

            Afterwards, I walked down to Stanley Road and sat down by the creek where he had first kissed me. Jack had also kissed me there, but it in no way compared to the embrace of my first love, Danny. The breeze blew my hair around, and it felt so much like light, feathery kisses against my neck and cheeks. I stood up and looked down into the water.

            I'm here by myself, I thought with shock.  There's nobody here but me, not even Rafe. I don't think I've ever been here alone…

            It scared me to think that I was there with only my shadow as company. It had never seemed so quiet, so empty. There was a noise behind me and I spun around, expecting to see a sixteen-year-old boy in overalls, his bare feet coated in dirt from the road and his hair mussed up over his eyes.

            But there was nothing.

            I decided then to go home.

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            The house was empty, quiet. As I watched the sun go down through the small kitchen window behind the sink, I washed off my dishes and toweled 'em dry.

            The sky was all sorts of beautiful colors that night; blue, red, pink, purple, orange…it was astounding; My own aurora. From where I stood, the last remaining bit of sun cast a glare across my eyes that made it hard to see anything out on the porch. So naturally, when I saw the man walking up the steps, I thought nothing of it.

            His tall, lean body faced me, and he slowly moved towards the window. I squinted, trying to see whom it was, but it was pointless. I might as well have been blind, for that damned glare was intense and it seemed never-ending. The man stood patiently on the other side of the glass, as I looked at his body for a clue. I found none, for it was becoming too dark to see any details.

            Finally, the sun disappeared behind the clouds, and I saw the face peering in at me. The dish I had been holding dropped to the ground and shattered.

            "Oh my god," I whispered, feeling dizzy. "Oh…lord…"

A/N: Do you guys like this chapter? I kind of like this "bringing dead people back" thing…I'm having a lot of fun with it. The next chapter should be up later tonight so please STAY TUNED! And don't forget to review, it only takes a second after all.