When you're a kid, summer seems to go on forever. Summer at the lake in the 1960s was a bubble of security.

Families were together. Young love could bloom.

It was a sweeter time. Life moved slowly and in an orderly manner.

Summer at the lake, for a moment in time, provided a life without care. On this particular summer, Breanna Taylor and Johnny Keaton--ages fifteen and sixteen respectively--knew they were in love They knew theirs was a summer love that would last.

When fate intervened with murder, their lives were set on a different path. A path that would wander and diverge in many directions before leading to the possibility of a reunion and perhaps love again.

The simple innocence of a summer at the lake in the 1960s was shattered by a multilayered series of events that threatened any promise of future happiness for Johnny and Breanna. On this particular summer, two very wealthy families with ties to Johnny and Breanna unfortunately found murder woven into the tapestry of their privileged lives, proving that extreme wealth can bring with it its own set of problems.

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