ââDonât lose hopeââ Nate repeated again, giving a reassuring smile. He was a silly man at times, with the way he thought-the way he was hopeful about everything, but he also didnât see the point in giving up over something with a possibility.ââHow old is your daughter?ââ He asked, he was hoping that talking about it would make the situation better. He sensed her distance, Her mind being a hundred miles away at this moment-with her family. And even if it was a stupid either to bring it up, he was  also already prepared to mend his mistake.
Taylor gave a weak smile and nodded. âI wonât,â she sighed a little. Though it was hard not to. She hadnât seen any signs that either of them were even still alive in weeks. âSheâs eight. Turns nine in January,â she said with a small, sad smile.Â


















