Sadly, for the next six nights, my days end the same way. Day in and day out, I tirelessly clean the house until I collapse into the soft bed of my childhood. When I get into bed to sleep, I stare at their picture until I’m out cold.

Sometimes I wake in the night, and think about Kendric. I remember how kind he was to me during his visit, and now that he's gone, I miss him, even though I tell myself I shouldn’t.

He’s just a nice man who saved me.

Tonight, as I lay here awake again, the ...