Long after her husband Anthony died and her two adopted sons had moved out to begin lives of their own, Murana was pushing 50 and was alone once more. Tending to herself and not really interested anymore in the spectrum of relationships, she minded her own business and became content with a routine that set her at the coffee shop every morning before work. With the cancer settling into her body, she didn't have much to look forward to but the daily grind. It is to her great surprise and shock one dreary morning when a young jackal noticed her lack of band on her finger and sidled up next to her before slipping a sly note her way. What does it say? Why the sneaky grin on his face and her stunned expression? Only they know!
