"Oh, Socco, you're so sexy. You're so hairy!" Voices echoed through the broken down videotape of memories. Memories of Allison. Memories of last summer... Last month... A week ago. Daniel looked through the cold black material for one tape, especially. "Roses and wax kisses." Allie thought of it, and he remembered her laugh. It was so distinct, he almost felt like he was hearing it. Like she was there. But no, she was gone. For good. Daniel inserted the tape played many times before. Almost memorized. He used to record her, just incase he'd be in a situation like this where he'd never see her again. He thought of the sunlight hitting her blonde hair and how it shined in the wind. He watched as Allie flashed her bikini to the camera. And how her hair smelled like when he ran his fingers through it. Daniel heard the words a hundred times before and mouthed the sentence with her. "I love youuuu, Daniel!" And Allie jumped into the pool, and Daniel dropped his camera on the pavement and jumped in after her. Tears swept over him, recalling, her voice talking to his mind. And suddenly the air smelled like her. Voices echoing of yesterday... "It's over... over..."