"Cade had almost lost sight of why he was doing all he was doing, but the letter about Ashley's progress brought it all back to him. He was doing this...for his family. As he held his daughter, he realized how far she had come since his release from prison. All of the sudden, it all seemed worthwhile. He recalled seeing Ashley for the first time standing on the porch of Seth and Annie's house, skinny as a rail, and dressed in filthy rags. Her hair was scraggly and dirty and she smelled bad. She. "She looked at me for a second and smiled, "You don't have your nailspainted, do you?"I held my hands out to her, "Umm... no... kind of surprising actuallygiven how girly girl Amanda likes dressing me."She smiled, "Well, in that case it's my solemn auntie duty to fix thisterrible act of neglect!"I watched from my perch as she went to a drawer and pulled out a mini (toher) milk crate of nail polishes and tools. Before she sat back down nextto me she asked, "How's your diaper doing?"I shrugged,. I sliced open her carotid artery and allowed her to bleed to death. Killing was becoming easier for me. I was just glad I didn’t have to use my gun. That would’ve alerted everyone. I decided my next move would be to somehow lure the bartender up here without making him suspicious. There was a knock on the door and I pulled my pistol. It looked like Bill was going to save me some time. ‘Come in.’ I didn’t sound anything like Mrs. Turner but it was good enough for him to open the door. He was. Since the front seat was feeling a bit cramped up. She gladly agreed and I moved to the back seat and sat next to her friend. As we were talking I noticed that she was getting emotional listening to my experience, and had tears in her eyes.I handed her my handkerchief and gently held her hand. I told her it’s was ok to vent out and cry if she felt like since it would make her feel lighter. She just looked right into my eyes and smiled and squeezed my hand firmly. Just then Sheena got a call on.