The thing about being in love is that you never really can seem to get the object of your affection out of your head.

That was how Eddie felt. Every time he let his mind wander, all he could seem to get his thoughts away from Patricia. The way she smiled, her sweet laugh, the way she talked to him: all of these things would float around and distract him. Not that he minded, in fact, these things were the reason he really realized that he loved her.

And that was why he was so devastated when that day of tragedy struck. It was a date he could never forget: April 29th.