But, it is. I should have stopped them. I should have done something."
"Well, I didn't do anything either. You're not the only one who has to shoulder all the blame." Allison heaved a deep sigh.
"Thank you. Thank you for being here for him, for calling the ambulance."
"It's the least I could do. You did good, Cleo."
Cleo sniffed. Her eyes were reddened from all the tears she'd been crying. "Really? You think so?"
"Yes, of course. I do." Allison threw an arm around Cleo's shoulder and smiled. "He likes you a lot, you know. He talks about you, and I'm pretty sure he's imagined being with you a couple of times. He wouldn't be able to bear it if he could see you now, putting all the blame on yourself. You're not the one who used the bottle on him, are you?"
