I guess they made me stay in the mayors house because, after passing out, I a woke in a room made of bricks with a window that was partly cracked. The vines hanged outside the window like a green thick blanket. The room was dark but with the sun peaking through the vines and the strange looking candle on the right of me brightened up the room enough to see my hands in front of me. I looked around and saw that I was laying on a thick bed made from pelts and wool. But what catches my attention is Elliot sitting in a chair across the room. I rub my eye to make sure it was him and I was right. He sleeping. Slightly slumped, chin to chest. The dark circles under his eyes show that he was up for a while and probably just got some rest now. What is he doing here? I am nothing to him, I am no one to anyone. Wanda is gone. Life is meaningless. A sob chokes out of me as the sleepy haze starts to bring memories of what feels like a yesterday. I feel strong hands on my back. I look up to see Elliot's blue eyes right in front of me. On any other day I would have pushed him away. I don't know this man and I wouldn't want a man touching me. But Elliot's hand have a understanding and calm feel to them once on my back. And not only do I accept it but I embrace it by moving to Elliot's chest. Staining his grey cotton tan top with my tears. " Sage remember hazel the young girl you saw when you awakened?..." it's painful to think of her, but I do and I remember her and how young she looks. He doesn't wait for a answer instead and continued. "Well she has nobody and she needs someone to take care of her... she's alone and was hoping maybe you could care for her, she has no mother or father. No family but you." I push away from him hard. How can he think I could take care of her, let alone look at her. "I can't!" He pulls my back into his arms, but I start to fight him. " I can't take care of her, if I can't save Wanda, let alone take care of myself!" I hit him on the side of his face but he's not giving up. He hugs me close to him "I'm not saying to just jump into taking care of her but I am saying she needs her family" I stop fighting for a second to understand what he meant. I should never deny a child from their family. So I nod in agreement that what he said was true. And even though it's more then I can take, I'll take it. A week passed and I found out two things. One there is no indoor plumbing and two Elliot never leaves. I think to myself maybe he thinks I might kill myself... But I didn't. A routine takes place; Sleep, eat, bathroom. He eats when I eat, sleeps when I sleep. And even showers in the same room, turning his bare backside to me as if nudity of both sex was OK to him. One day I checked to see if maybe when I'm turned he looks but he never turned. On our way back to the room in the mayor's place, I see the blonde Wanda sitting in front of the door to the bedroom. I turn to book it but, Elliot doesn't let me. Holding me and keeping the towel in place. I push my face into his shoulder, hiding my green eyes from this blonde walking reminder of my dead daughter." Sage, It's alright. It's okay, Sage look at me." Elliot holds my face parallel to his. I'm breathing hard and starting to feel light headed. "You don't have to look at her Sage. Just talk to her. Let her know she has family." And with that he got me. 'Let her know she has family'. As if I was taking that away from her. He's a smart man and knows how to play his cards well. I look at the floor as I start to walk to the door ready to face Hazel.