“I have to go, and you have to let me, son.” His father paused, and a coy smirk formed on his lips. “I dare you.” Greyson looked up, tears in his eyes, his lips quivering. “I dare you to let me go. If you do, you get the prize.” His legs felt weak. He wanted to scream, ‘No!’ and clutch at his dad’s legs like he used to when he was young. But he couldn’t anymore. He was older”