Like White Scattering Flowers

Small in number, born in the Great Depression, we are mostly gone now. There were good times and bad: the night we fell in love; the classmates who perished; the never-ending summers, and the dreams we left behind.

It is 1956; and Nathan, the protagonist, is about to guide us through a string of accidents that will turn his life upside down. He has just met Ginny, the girl of his dreams, and he wonders if it was pure luck or some kind of fate. She has fled to Seattle to piece the remnants of a breakup that left her devastated and confused; and she has sworn off men, every one! That is--until she meets Nathan, a wanderer, a rebel, and the last thing she needs; except that she is helpless and falls crazy in love.
It is the most perfect and imperfect match imaginable. The two have much in common, perhaps a little too much; and their love is fragile and stormy: a fight, a breakup, a makeup, another breakup--like the squalls and headwalls of the Great Northwest where they sail and ski and savor every kind of risk the city has to offer, including Chinatown, after-hours cubs, and the dregs and jazz joints of late 1950's Seattle.
Two years later, they marry; but they are insatiable. They wander the dark side of the city, looking for excitement and pursuing the fantasies that first bonded them. The path they have chosen is pure madness; and, when Nathan becomes delusional and attempts suicide, they are faced with a terrifying decision: surrender their love or commence the long, dark journey out of the back alleys and their addiction. There are no limits, and there are no rules. That decision will be theirs alone to make, although it may not turn out as they expected.