Under the water the world was so much different. There was no up or down, no left or right. There was only the pull of the currents that guided you, the steady tug of a flowing stream. All you had to decide was whether or not you would follow.
Baylor Beckham doesn't really know any other emotion but anger and has never asked for help from anyone, so when she shows up at your house with blood covered clothes and trickles of tears streaming down her face asking for your help what do you do?