“As much as you want to let go, you can’t, sweet girl,” Mason’s mother said, taking my daughter’s hand. “My boy needs you.” “What do you mean?” I cried. “I want to be here!” She shook her head as she began to fade away. “The monster is gone. He won’t ever try to drag you under again, but you need to live. You overcame the pain. You’re strong. It’s time to go back.”
