There were hugs. There were words said by each of them. I don't remember what they were. Nothing haunts me more.

Strength, confidence, humility and love. Hector Ricardo's four tenets of life.

I've been waiting a long to to meet you

My heart is breaking," she says. "I want to be strong for you right now but the thought of you leaving is killing me inside.

Bad day?" "Every day is a bad day here." "Eh, this place isnt't so terrible." "How are you always cheerful?" "Alcohol," he says with a sideways grin.

Nine lies on his back, groaning. His chest is shredded from where Eight slashed him, he’s got a fresh black eye, and I think I notice a trickle of blood from where I struck him with his staff. Suddenly, his groans turn to laughter. “That was awesome!” Nine hollers.

All I can think about is what she must be doing, and how I wish she were still here.