In a world where survival comes at the cost of truly living, is love enough to mend their broken wings? With no one left to understand him, black sheep Laurie Byrd pours out his heart into letters and drawings he never intends to send--then he folds them into paper cranes that he leaves behind like messages in little winged bottles. He never dreams someone might be finding them. _God damn it, Sylvia, for a few moments I tricked myself into feeling really alive. I cut it off before anyone got hurt, but just for a moment or two, I really thought I might feel something again--something like trust. Something like love. Not the kind of love we had, but something new. Something like hope._ Behind the power suits and the flashing, flirty eyes, Wren has a secret vulnerable side. Following the devastating loss of her father and the discovery of a bird journal they made in her childhood, she sets out to find something she just can't name. Is that something--or someone--tied to the little paper cranes she keeps finding along the way?