Aubrey only anticipated the visual pleasures ahead as she returned to Vermont. She reacquainted herself with autumn's magnificent blend of colors. Instantly she re-established bonds. Compellingly, memories flashed. Aubrey's much-loved aunt had died unexpectedly. And hers was only the first body found. Aubrey and Hugh believed themselves best off alone, shut down. Weathering life's challenges and heartbreaks had rendered them purposely, comfortably, unattached. If they could embrace some dependence they might survive the deadly events closing in on them. Their older friends, Susan and Gary, stumbled around in each other's lives, also spending their days without becoming really involved. Would either couple, by chance or the winding road of destiny, which interrupts lives, weather through the standstill where they dwelled? Romance happens at any age, given a chance. The fire-cracking crisp air and fall foliage supplied the perfect surroundings for a romantic journey, but would there be any takers?