Summer Shawcross was gazing up at the stars, reminiscing about her childhood at the Shawcross Family home, when she heard soft footsteps behind her and felt the swing suddenly start to move.
She was startled and turned her head to see Noah Drexler standing behind her, gently pushing the swing...
She froze, but in that instant, her eyes became slightly misty...
The man, who had shed the usual solemn black suit for a white shirt, appeared unusually gentle with his typically stoic face.
Also unusually... like someone.
Her dad.
When she was little, her dad would gently push her like this, telling her stories as he did.
Thinking back now, she realized she was truly happy then...
Just as she was lost in thought looking at the man, a stern voice that somewhat broke the mood suddenly rang out.
"Sit properly if you don't want to fall."
