A light flashed before Joe’s eyes. The light was bright, but it did not blind him. He saw everything clearly. In the moment before Joe Matthews thought he would die, all he saw was Foxy James.
Foxy singing at the top of her lungs from the playground monkey bars.
Foxy grabbing his hand and telling him to come with her on an adventure.
Foxy smiling up at him as she taught him how to dance the two-step before the middle school dance.
Foxy in tears when she’d learned that her mother had returned to take her and her sisters away. Foxy, the most spirited person he had ever met, looking up at him with an expression of helplessness. Foxy sighing softly as he pressed his lips so carefully, so gently to hers. Foxy closing her eyes and resting her head against his shoulder after sharing their fir
