As I drive down the roads and back alleys I've driven all my life, I'm surrounded by memories.

The cement factory where Clay Gephardt's accident happened is on my right. That was the accident that threw Jamie and me together.

I drive past the cemetery where I gave Jamie her star.

I see the dock where I told her I loved her for the first time.

They are the same memories I've had each time I've driven back home. Same time, same car, same pit stops.

But one thing makes this journey different and more bittersweet than the rest of them. For the first time since I realized I loved her, Jamie's not by my side. There is no one squeezing my hand, bubbling over with excitement at the thought of seeing our parents again.

I take a deep breath as the pain hits me all over again.

Jamie, my wife, my best friend, my lover, my angel is gone. forever.