He said I taught him how to dream. Maybe he taught me, too. When fate brings the strongest man I know to his knees, dreams aren’t enough to save us. But Timothy and I have one last chance, and the power to decide how this ends. A tragedy for the ages. Or the perfect ending to the most beautiful song ever written... Ours. ///////////////////////////////////////////// I’ve never watched a ballet with blood before. But that’s what this is. The two EMTs move around Timothy in a dance they’ve rehearsed, one I’ve never seen and have no part in. He’s strapped to a stretcher and lifted into the back of an ambulance....