“They’re playing a game I taught Anna years ago. One she loved and laughed hysterically at, her face dirty with dirt from the ground. She was beautiful even then, even as a child. I loved her from the start, but when I saw her in my home, in my village, wearing that simple green dress like she was born to it, that’s when I knew I was in love with her. That I’d do anything for her. “What’s.”
