"Home sweet home," Ray said, as he threw his bags on the porch and forced the door open. He just knew Clarice would be happy to see him again.

Well, maybe. Not that it mattered he had been absent from her life for over a year. Ray was one of those free-spirited young men who just couldn't settle down. Clarice was everything Ray could ever have dreamed for in a woman and more. Beautiful blue eyes, dark hair, kind complexion and even more, a sweet personality. Commitment, however, he wouldn't do. Ray had absolutely no intentions of marrying, maybe ever. There was just too much out there to reach for and he wanted it all. So, without much warning, Ray had taken off nearly a year ago to travel and find his own way. What he hadn't banked on was the loneliness and heartache and desire to see Clarice again. He knew that she loved him, so she would be waiting for him. At least that is what he told himself.