Daniel Mercer had spent nearly a year working on an oil pipeline in Alaska, one of the hardest stretches of his life. The money was decent, the work exhausting, and the loneliness crushing. But finally, after twelve long months, he was on his way home to his wife.
Daniel and Marissa had met in high school. He was the quiet one who loved fixing cars, and she was the girl who could light up a room with her laugh. They married at nineteen, a decision many thought was reckless. But for Daniel, there had never been a doubt. He loved her with every fiber of his being, and marrying her had been the easiest choice he’d ever made.
