Ashley jumped at being patted on the back. The last touch she had had was when her family member (it had been so long ago she had blocked out who it was) had tried to take a bite out of her leg. Talk about surprise. She had forgotten what it felt like.<br/><br/>"I did, he's out back now," Toby pointed to the window to the back yard, outside was a small wooden post jammed into the ground, the dirt freshly dug up and reburied.<br/><br/>She tried so hard not to gasp and maybe even choke on emotion. Red and black images passed by her like distorted memories. No. She would go insane if she thought about it. Her past wasn't as bad as his, probably but she couldn't bare to think about it. Subconsciously she took his hand in both of hers. She was weak. She knew this but he knew what it felt like. She couldn't help but wistfully try to believe that he was like her in someway. Was she naive in wanting someone to feel like she related to?<br/>"I'm so sorry," she whispered. It was the only thing she could get out. It sounded so pathetic but she knew there was nothing else she could say.