She hurried down the path to the old graveyard in the woods outside of town. Dear God, she thought, please let him be there. There was a light breeze, wafting the smell of the woods with it, but it did nothing to lift the sultry heat of the summer evening. The heat barely touched her, though, as her nerves took over. Was he there? If so, would he be happy to see her? She hoped he would. She feared he would shun her but sh...