It was such a silly song, but Lisa couldn't get it out of her head...

Perhaps it was because of where it took her back to. As each simple little melody made its way to her ears, her mind wandered back to 1958. Lisa’s parents had left the porch light on for her. Summers in Georgia were hot, and this one had been no exception. She was home from College for three months for some peace and quiet, and to see Chris. While she had ventured away from their quiet little town to attend school, Chis had stayed to help his father with the family farm. That first year away had been the longest year ever. Lisa had missed him so. They talked for hours that night, crickets humming in the background, legs pumping softly to the sway of the porch swing. Lisa could almost smell the hint of lilac in the air as they quietly listened to the stereo that played from inside. 1958 had been the year that Lisa's heart had been swept completely away from her, the year that everything began and everything ended.