One in a Million

As she reached toward him, Tyler had an absurd vision that if Ally touched his face, he would crumble to dust. He felt hollow, an empty shell of a person. For years, no one but his Taekwondo students had touched him. All those doctors, their clinical touch, a childhood memory Tyler preferred to forget.

What were the odds they could overcome the pain of the past, juggle the demands of the present, and find a future that was more than either could hope for?