Zack Grant pulled into town a bit after nightfall and decided to find a hotel or inn to crash for the night ...or maybe more than that...depending on how things turned out. The drive from Sydney had been a long one, and Zack was looking forward to getting a good night’s sleep – something he hadn’t experienced in quite some time. "Not since... that night," he thought, trying to shake the images from his mind. It was why he had come here, why he chose this place... hopefully, a bit of peace and quiet, along with a bit of time, could help heal the old wounds and mend his heart.

Pulling up in front of Millie’s, Zack stepped out of the car and walked up to the front door. Locked. Shit. Now what? He stepped back, noticing a note taped to the door, which read, "Gone to the Wade Wedding. Be Back Later."

"What the fuck?" he wondered to himself, as he got back into his car and drove on down the road, passing darkened houses all along the way. "This is supposed to be a new community here, so where the fuck IS everyone?"

Finally, he found the answer he was looking for, as he passed by what looked like the town's chapel... what looked

like must surely have been the entire community of people were all having some sort of celebration out on the chapel

grounds. Tents were set up all around, and he could hear music and laughter filling the air as crowds of people milled about.

"What the hell," he chuckled, pulling into a parking spot. "Hopefully, there's an open bar."

Zack ran his fingers through his tangled mass of hair, tucked in his shirttails, and made his way over to the party, hoping no one would mind he didn't exactly have an invite.

(continued on the Wade Wedding Reception RR)