Sky and Corin. Neither were supposed to be at the bed and breakfast for those days in April, really. Together for nearly three days, two Lake Michigan sunsets, and one raging thunderstorm, they parted without exchanging any contact information. But they had reminders. For Sky, it's a sip of tea. The sound of waves hitting the shore. A worn out sweatshirt. And that one song. For Corin, it's red wine. A yellow mug. That moment just before a kiss. And of course, that one song.