It was a clear, sunny day in October

It was bitterly cold, and there was a slight breeze

The leaves were rustling up in the trees

James was sitting under a particularly tall tree

It had been a year since the accident

It had happened on this very block

This very day

She was only fifteen

So young, too young

It should have been him

But that stupid, brave girl had saved him

And sacrificed herself

They shouldn't have been out that late anyway

It was a bad call on his part

She had been sad

Not wanting to go out

He made her

Saying it would cheer her up if they went to the movies

It had worked

Until the car came around the corner

The man was drunk

His radio turned up as loud as it could go

He was swerving all over the road

James hadn't seen him until Miranda screamed

Shock had him frozen where he stood

She shoved him out of the way just in time

The driver didn't slow down

Her head hit the ground with incredible force

By the time he got to her

She was unconscious

He ran over and picked her up

Cradling her head to his chest

Shaking hands called 9-1-1

Barely managing to get the words out

When they finally arrived he was hysterical

A man took her and put her inthe ambulance

James right behind her

Miranda was rushed into immediate surgery

"... internal hemorrhaging."

"... pierced left lung."

His head started spinning

He collapsed in the center of the ER

"Sir! Are you alright?"

He shook his head

He was lost in thought until a doctor approached

"Mr. Connor?"

James nodded his affirmation

"I hate to say this, but Miss Stevens didn't make it."

His world shattered

Everything since that day had been pointless

His best friend was gone

Everyone blamed him

Things would be easier

If he were with her

He walked home that afternoon on a mission

In his garage he grabbed rope

And a chair

Then he realized

Miranda wouldn't want this

She would hate him forever

He couldn't do it

That night he went to her grave

Finally getting closure

"Thank you Meems."