AMELIA: Don’t worry, I’m leaving the premises.
DEREK: We were in the back of the store. Dad had just given you two pennies. You always hid them behind the counter, in this big crack in the floorboards. You said you were saving them so you could buy a town. And then the two guys came in. We could hear them talking, but you weren’t paying attention until Dad yelled. You looked up. They had already pulled the gun, they had already taken the money… and now they wanted the watch that Mom gave him. He wouldn’t give it up. It was a gunshot. You lunged forward -
AMELIA: I remember I was trying to get to him, but… I couldn’t move.
DEREK: That’s because I was holding you so tight you couldn’t budge. I put one hand over your mouth so you wouldn’t scream, and wrapped the other one around you and just held on for dear life. Prayed to God that you’d be quiet and wouldn’t say anything. You were so little. I think that’s what I’ve always wanted, always you, you to just stay… little, and quiet, and safe. But you’re not any of those things. You’re loud and fearless and it scares the crap out of me. How am I supposed to call you up and tell you that I’ve been shot? I can’t tell you about my pain. I don’t want you to know that pain exists.