Hundreds of years have passed since the human race moved underground. SusCom and the S.S. Congress have been lying to the people. The world above is no longer desolate. Samuel Aldare is the only one who knows their secret. He knows it, because for the past two years, he has been living on the surface.Hundreds of years have passed since the human race moved underground. SusCom and the S.S. Congress have been lying to the people. The world above is no longer desolate. Samuel Aldare is the only one who knows their secret. He knows it, because for the past two years, he has been living on the surface.***This is a short story, not a full length novel.***

In 1940’s Manhattan, Jessie and Matt sat under the willow tree in Central Park. A refuge from daily life, they spent many long hours beneath its boughs. When Matt learns Jessie will be moving away, he invites her to meet him one last time at the willow tree, but Jessie never came. It wouldn’t be until many years later when she discovers what truly happened that night.In 1940’s Manhattan, Jessie and Matt sat under the willow tree in Central Park. A refuge from daily life, they had spent many long hours beneath its boughs. When Matt learns Jessie will soon be moving away, he invites her to meet him one last time at the willow tree, but Jessie never came. Little did she know just what happened that night, or what she left behind. It wouldn’t be until many years later when she discovered the true magic of that place and what happened to her childhood love.***This is a short story, not a full-length novel.***