Burnt

Travis
After the accident, the chief was pushing me to retire.
Being a firefighter was all I had ever wanted; it was what I lived for.
Well, aside from my 12-year-old daughter, Abby.
Raising her as a single dad, much less a busy firefighter, wasn’t easy, but life never is.
Then a call came in from an all-too-familiar area code.
I returned to my hometown, back to Canon.
I had left that small town years ago, leaving behind a lot, including - her.

Sophie
I never intended to stay in my hometown of Canon.
But after college and losing Travis to the big city, I kinda just ended up back here.
I spent my time either teaching at school or reading at home.
Both of which contributed to the ＂spinster＂ rumors going around.
Suddenly, my ho-hum existence ignited.
A girl with fiery red hair and his emerald eyes showed up at the Homestead, his Mom’s restaurant.
Was he back? Was Travis in Canon?