pMaybe we live our lives constantly becoming and rebecoming. Maybe were always in the process of metamorphosing into something new./ppIn her journal, writer Piper George notes the change of seasons. Each entry marks the passage of time since she became a teen mother and put her baby up for adoption. Her words flow together, painting a picture of loss, hope, and enduring love for the daughter shes never forgotten. But one autumn, a new presence appears in its pages and in her life her neighbor, Edward Ned Chesterfield./ppAs winter thaws to spring, Piper and Ned develop a friendship that could be something moreif only Piper would open