She sniffled, and she pushed hair back from Hannah's face with gentle-soft fingers, and her voice was soft and tear-hoarse. "I'm tired, Hannah, and I don't see anyway out anymore. The light at the end of the tunnel, I just can't see it," she admitted. "I got so many people need watchin' over, and I just- I keep failin,'" she said, then she cupped her friend's cheeks softly. "You gotta tell me what happened to you, ya know, one of these days."