Within minutes, we reached the jeep, waiting for us like a savior in the darkness of night. Brolin quickly slung open the hood of the jeep, then reconnected the spark plug wires and tightened the distributor cap, I guessed, while I loaded Timmy carefully into the jeep. Lisa and Markesha hopped into the back seat.

"Don't leave me, sissy," Timmy pleaded with wide eyes as my heart shattered into pieces.

"I'm not, Munchkin," I replied as a tear slid slowly down my cheek. ...