She had been alone then, and she had known it. No family. No one to take care of her. No one to help her be brave. No one to help her through this. Until Ace had come and she had remembered—no, she wasn’t alone. She still had family. She still had Uncle Ace, and it was all she had, and she had grasped on to that small piece of comfort as tightly as her trembling little fists could.
