DeVore lost the love of his life ten years ago, left his seven-figure career with a huge financial firm, and became a recluse. He now indulges a hobby of photography which has become his new vocation. At one of the few social functions he attends, he meets an amazing young man. Can he find new life and new love? The game of hearts is always risky, but what if a part of your first love now lives in another body?<br><br>Tim was a preemie and always frail. Later, an organ transplant was the only thing that could save him. Now grown, he still struggles to break restrictive family ties and find a purpose. It’s a thrill to meet the charismatic DeVore, an idol whose powerful photographs move many. But is this attraction his own, or coming from the stranger’s heart now beating in his chest?

A Game of Hearts

There was balm in the stillness, in the solitude. He felt his pain slip away and his depression ease. Surely there was some reason for him to be alive, maybe even to be here. If he just waited, it might come to him. The small creatures’ sounds stepped up and then abruptly fell silent. He wasn’t woodsman enough to be alerted by that. When a voice broke the stillness, he jumped.


“Tim, I found you. Thank God for that. I was going on intuition, but it seems to have worked.”


He jumped up and turned to face the speaker. DeVore, of course. Could he face the man again? Should he apologize or simply offer to go back, collect his gear, and disappear?


Chapter 17