“She died saving Quinn, saving that little boy.” “I wouldn’t expect anything less of her,” Liam said gruffly. “We need to honor her. We have to have a funeral…something.” “We will, but it’s not safe now.” “I know. It’s just…hard,” she said. “Poor Quinn. I love that girl like my own heart. I want to hold her and never let go. She has no one left.” “Yes, she does. She has you. She has us.” Hannah nodded. “She does.” “We’ll take care of her.” “We will.”
