“The guys and I… we’ve been handing out flyers on the Avenue.” “For your sister?” He nods. “Yeah, I can make some for Stella.” My eyes begin welling. “Would you?” I ask, knowing I don’t have the right. PNZ is supposed to be at my beck and call, but I’ve never really harnessed or claimed them. “Of course.” He gives me a sad smile. “This is bigger than territory lines. If someone in another kingdom did it for my sister, Kelsey, well… I know I’d really appreciate that.”
