Several years have passed. A public outing and barely a person recognizes the whereabouts of there being history. The three friends. In one place. Not a moment. But a shared existence. Gratefulness with there being fear. The fear of never knowing if such a walk through a New York park will or could ever happen again.

The song featured comes from one of seven written especially for this book. It's called I Believe. It speaks of the struggles of what its like to be losing the one thing you have in life. The ability to love.