That was the beginning, Ginna. When you first began to get through my walls.Walls he’d kept so high and thick it had taken months before she broke through them and deep into his heart. I miss you so much. Why? Why?You didn’t deserve to die. If I’d just…If I’d been there for you…This same mantra had been in his heart and mind since the moment he’d found out she’d been killed, and now it ran through his thoughts yet again. The pain overwhelmed him and he reached for the bottle. But hesitated.