I was still trying to get used to the winter in Alaska, where the sun barely even showed itself. It was just dark all the time. Even when we were at school. Sometimes, the sun would only show itself on the horizon and then it would disappear. But the northern lights that lit up the sky were something else entire. Something that I would never forget and one thing that I absolutely loved about this place.

I didn’t mind sitting on the veranda at night, covered in a blanket to watch them move across the sky.

Since Dean lived in the same street, I would see him occasionally, but it...