What daughter? … Did you come here to tell me that uh, something happened to her?… Did you find her dead or something? … She must be … she must be different now. She was so pretty. … I miss her so much. I, we just used to like hold each other. I was supposed to take care of her and she was my little girl you know? Just … Where is my little girl? Where’s my baby?
The Pledge, Jim Olstad