Rosie Westin

A Year on Rocky Shores

A great cliché, but a true statement none the less: there's always a guy. For me, it was Keith Kitter. Like most love stories, or at least the good ones, our love started as a hot ember, burning stronger and stoked by every breath. Our first date was one of those nights that seemed to linger on till morning. Our second date was an adventure, driving 5 hours away to go camping on the shores of Cape Cod. Our third date I made dinner, shrimp scampi. After that, you know it was settled. We were each others, or at least, that's what I told myself.