Wild (sequel to Deep) - Zarry AU

Seeing

That night Harry wanted to walk. The ultimate act of rebellion in this town. He parked the Thunderbird at the top of the Hills just as dusk was setting in, strode the few hundred yards to a lookout point and sat down just out of sight of the highway. He stared out over the greens and the browns, fading into the smudged slate-blue of the evening sky.

Somewhere in the valley he overlooked, the person he was thinking about was seated on a deep leather couch, feet up, smoke curling from the cigarette between his fingers.