She'd hated being there until she walked out onto the patio.She'd noticed him immediately; slender with dark hair slightly too long, deep dark-brown e...yes, a wide mouth with a slight wry smile on his lips, tight jeans, loose white T-shirt and a black motorbike helmet held in one hand, his other holding a green bottle of beer. The way he stood made him seem relaxed. But the way his smile grew slowly when he spotted her was devastating, almost like a sensual caress. A flush of heat had washed. Today is the first day in your life since birth that you are able to take a shower all by yourself, like a normal unpampered adult. Usually, your caring yet slightly overbearing mother was usually the one that stood by your side and did most of the cleaning for you, and despite your maturing age, she has still continued to do so for as long as you could remember in your eighteen years of life. That you remember.Except today! Today is the day after your recent birthday! It's hard to believe that. When asked what I wanted to drink, one of the options was vodka and cranberry juice and I agreed.We ate, I got a couple refills of my drink, and watched the movie, and somewhere in that we cuddled up together and stayed like that til the end of the movie. As the credits rolled, I rested my head on Drew's lap, tiredly cuddling up. Drew's hand went to my hair, softly petting it as he put some other movie on from Netflix. I fell asleep, blissfully tispy and tired.I woke up maybe an hour later,. The insurance company handed me a check, mom and dad's friends offered sympathy, casseroles, and money to help with the funeral arrangements. None of it helped the spot I was in. It was dark, and I was alone.My dad was an only child, my mom just had her brother who died in the house with them. My uncle didn't have any kids and was single, which was weird because he was a good-looking guy. All four of my grandparents had died a few years previous. I was out of family, and one of my friends.