“Layla …” He clears his throat, pauses, then when Colt speaks, his voice is quiet and rough. “Find that sweet spot, angel. Take your aim and hit that target. You can be anything you want. I have no doubt you’ll succeed. That good heart of yours is tougher than you think. If you can survive an old bastard like me, you can reach the stars and have them falling at your feet, too.” With those words,
