Jameson wasn't sure what compelled him to observe the stranger skipping stones alone at the lake, nor what drove him to approach him. After all, Jameson was a man of routine, finding his mundane schedule therapeutic for his quest to remain on the straight and narrow of sobriety. Even the slightest wrench in his way threw him off balance. But who knew that one detour in time, a man by the name of Liam, was all he needed for his road to healing.