We were supposed to run away after graduation.

When she didn't show at our meeting place, I got brave and went after her.

It was a mistake.

I left bloodied and bruised.

I had no choice but to walk away.

Years passed.

I traveled, settled halfway around the world,

made enough money that I didn't have to look back.

But I never got over her.

Then, out of the blue, she calls.

And, what she asks for, the favor that she wants?

I never thought I'd be willing to take a life.

But the truth is, and always has been: I'd do anything for her.