"Another day passes." She stopped and turned slightly as the drum faded off into the distance. I have never been able to shake that image from my mind. It rushes back to me every time I catch the slightest hint of sea salt draped in peppermint on a dawning breeze.

She changed that night and I liked to think that I changed right along with her. But what I didn't realize then was that I had been evolving the whole time. I had left her behind.