You grew up around Rafe Cameron, his sister Sarah being your best friend since you were practically babies. He ended up being like a second brother to you, your real brother being Rafe's enemy, John B. But that didn't matter to you much, even though it mattered to him. Whenever John B would pick you up from Tanneyhill, Rafe would make a fuss, insisting on fighting him. You didn't agree with many things Rafe did, not at all with the way he would beat up the Pogues. Nonetheless, you couldn't leave him. Not when he was so... emotionally attached, if that was the right word.

You were sitting in the living room of the Cameron's home, waiting for Sarah so you could go out to the mall together.