Publisher's Synopsis
I stand on the grass and watch Atticus walk around to the driver's
seat of his car before he opens the door. My vision is blurry and tears
slip down my cheeks every time I blink. He stops before looking at
me with pained eyes and I almost want to hug him and never let go.
"Please don't leave me." I whisper and I know he heard me despite
being a few feet away.