Amy sat in front of her laptop, browsing through every article she could find on glioblastoma. The more she searched, the more hopeless she felt as she knew Miley must have also done this. Miley wasn't one to easily give up without giving something a lot of thought.
She broke into a sob as flashes of Miley at different stages of their life ran through her mind. Images of them as children, playing with Miley's dolls, feeding birds at the parks. Miley running into her little bedroom in the servant's quarter's to announce she had started seeing her menstruation.
Miley prancing around her bedroom in her first bra with a proud smile on her face.
Miley crying and begging Amy's mother to allow Amy to attend the same high school with her, but her mother had refused, insisting that even though the girls were friends, she couldn't accept charity. It was her duty to raise her children herself, and she couldn't afford to send Amy to such an expensive school.
