I've always been skeptical anything about fate. Maybe it's cynical, but I prefer things that aren't fixed on a clear path. I personally think we give this omnipotent concept too much credit. People who say things like, 'It's destiny!', I choose to smile and nod. And soon after cutting ties with them for being a naivete. Well, that is until I met my awful neighbor, Dr. Robin Love. ~~~~~ A whirlwhind of a story about two gentlemen and their neverending tension between their white picket fence.