It is a story of boy meets girl, but it's not a love story. On the first day Tom met Summer. Most day of the year are unremarkable. They begin and they end. With no lasting memories made in between. Most days have no impact on the course of a life. You can't ascribe great cosmic significance to a simple earthly event. Coincidence that's all anything ever is. Nothing more than coincidence. There are no miracles. There's no such thing as fate. Nothing is meant to be. On the last day, the girl is Autumn.