My heart felt like it had been trampled when I found out my wife was gone. We'd had our disagreements, but to actually leave me? I knew this wasn't something that could be fixed with an apology. Desperately trying to find her, I tracked the trail of broken dreams down to Key West where she'd adopted a laid-back kind of life style, so different from our life in Boston. Will she welcome me back when I show up? She always tells me I work too hard--maybe loosening up would show her I could be different, we could be different. It’s now or never.