JJ quickly walked through the streets of the outer banks, trying not to jostle his four year old sister who was in pain too much.

He looked around, trying to see if anyone was watching and then he saw a woman staring at him. She spoke into a walkie talkie and walked up to JJ and you, who was in his arms and bruised and bloodied because you had been beaten by yours and JJ’s father, Luke.

“Excuse me?” she said, “is- is she okay?” she indicated to you.