The year is 2002, and a 10 year old boy is in the countryside. Before he moves back to America, he gives a girl a gift. A promise, that he'll always remember her. Now, the year is 2015, and a 22 year old girl is in America, serving as a waitress in a bar. Who she meets one night will put the old promise made to her into unbearable strain. How well can Chloe Blakemore take care of a rosemary bottle?

Sometimes all you really need is a place to call home. * * * NOTE AS OF 04/2026: This is the old version of the story from 2012. It is currently being reprised, which you can also find under my profile here in wattpad as "5:48 [reprised]"