She was my daughter’s best friend. She stood next to me and held my hand while my little girl’s pink casket was lowered into the ground. The last time I saw her she was chasing me down the street as I left the town that was slowly suffocating me to death. But now she’s a woman and she needs my help. So I’ll save her and ask for nothing in return. Except maybe one thing that I’m not sure she’s ready to lose.