As we got back home, I made sure little Sarah was in place. While she slept for the night, her small hand wrapped around me on the bed. I gently rubbed her hair, soothing her into a deep slumber. Just as I attempted to slip away, she stirred awake and clutched my hands tightly.

“Miss Lyssa, don't leave me." She pleaded with her innocent voice, her hands still around me tightly.

“Shh, it's okay, Sarah, I'm here. And I'm not leaving you. I promise. go back to sleep,” I whispered, trying ...