Swiftcurrent Creek for what it's worth

Her smile fell slowly as Dawn spoke, and she drew her gaze away from the silver woman, toward the ground, or the sky, or the trees it didn’t matter, just away from Dawn. Swallowing thickly, “I [mdah] I can’t help but think that maybe, just maybe if I had stayed awake longer, or woke up sooner, she would have been alright.” Rosalie doubts she knows the exact circumstances of her daughters death, and Lie could never expose her families secrets, but Dawn’s words struck a cord, not that she honestly believed the pain could diminish. But at least, there were people to support her, to support each other.

“I failed her, Dawn. And I just wish there was a way to bring her back. I would do anything for her to come back.” She couldn’t stop the tears, they often came of their own accord nowadays. Just as they did now. She kept them walking, it was easier than standing still. She needed to do something.