Lydia shook her head a little and shrugged, eyes downcast. "She was my best friend. She died fighting to save my life and protect our town." She sniffed and cleared her throat. The only way that Allison really tied into anything was the void that Lydia felt without her there to talk to. Allison always knew how to make Lydia feel better; she'd just always known the exact right thing to say. Lydia missed that terribly, especially now.
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