Trust Me.On one pleasant summer day, Reilley's swinging her tiny legs and she, just like any other little kid her age, is enjoying her turn on the swing, her face glowing as she giggles and clings to the chains, small hands clenched, keeping her from flying off, into the sky for just a moment, and then crashing to the ground. Right here, on this swing, it's the closest she can get to flying.Trust Me.
Ryan Walker, he's right behind his best friend, laughing along and pushing her, and then he almost stumbles at a particularly high swing.
When Ryan pushes a little too hard, Reilly loses her grip, slips, falls to the ground and scrapes h
