At sixteen, Michael and Annie, locked out of the house, took shelter from a rainstorm in her mother's car. As Annie slept, Michael whispered a lifelong vow he'd keep until his last breath: Through Vietnam's jungles, battles scarred his body, but his heart bore the deepest wound. Decades later, he shared his story with his best friend, John. When Afghanistan took Michael's life, John fulfilled his promise, contacting Annie with an untold tale of her first love. Unaware of its depth, thinking a page or two Annie asks John to transcribe it for her granddaughter, Lauren, who, on her 16th birthday, wished to know of her grandmother's first love. Expecting two pages or less, Lauren wept as she read Michael's sprawling narrative of enduring love, longing for such devotion in her own life. The tale shifts often, revealing hidden layers of Michael's journey. Near the end, a mystery emerges: a final entry in Annie's letter, known only to Michael, hints at an unknown love connection. The enigma resolves just before the close, showing Michael's love inspired a new bond. As the audience leaves the theater, a soft whisper rises among every woman. "I wish I was Annie. I want to be loved like that."
