Her name was Wilder Sanchez. She was a drug addict. And before she met him, she didn't know that love was the best drug out there. Dealing in knives was more dangerous than drugs, but it also helped pay for her fixes. She never imagined that there would be a police raid and she would get arrested. She found herself facing two hundred hours of community service. That was where she met him. He had an almost childlike innocence to his masculinity. She guess that was what attracted her to him at first. He had a singer's voice, a voice that had the same effect on her ears that hot chocolate had on her tongue. He was Abraham- the father of faith. But she was no Isaac.