“What if it would’ve been me out there?” He frowned, keeping his eyes shut, “It wasn’t never gonna’ be you..” “How do you know?” He brought the other arm up and scratched the top of her head affectionately. “Because I know where ye’ are at all times. Always got my eye on ye.’ And if I cain’t see ye,’ ye’ ain’t never far enough away from me I cain’t get to ye.’ It wasn’t never gonna be you.”
