Days came and went for Jeremy Cartwright. He gew to be a handsome man. An athletic built, golden tan that came since he took up surfing. Uncle Mike and aunt Lori were very proud of him. Jeremy graduated top of his class and went on to UCLA. Every chance he had, Jeremy would take the time to paint. He even entered his paintings in art shows. "Uncle Mike I decided to join the army," said Jeremy. His uncle was taken back by the news. "Are you sure you want to do this Jeremy?" Looking out onto the blue ocean from the deck Jeremy let out a sigh.
"I need to get out on my own uncle Mike. Do some traveling and who knows find something that's been missing." Mike knew all to well what's been missing in Jeremy's life. It has been over ten years since the passing of his older brother. Jeremy was in UCLA when word reached him. Elizabeth Jones had did a remarkable job with handling his brother's funeral. Mike remembered when he and Lori met Ms Jones. She was a young and attractive woman. Strawberry blonde hair that had been layered. Bluest eyes that made the deepest blue sea pale in comparison. but what caught his attention was the pendant that hung around her neck. Jeremy once confided in him about the necklace and his feelings for the young woman. After the funeral Ms Jones had flown back to London. She was involved in a special project that needed her attention. Although his brother left the ranch to Jeremy it was Ms Jones that had taken the time care for and watch over the property. Mike and Lori knew that Elizabeth Jones was everything and more to his brother and especially to Jeremy.