I knew I wouldn't make it to that day. So I tried to coax him, half-joking, "Can't you just tell me now? Pretty please?" I really wanted to know. Maybe then, when I died, I'd have a chance to find Mom. But twenty-three-year-old Leola wasn't that little girl anymore. Cute didn't cut it these days. Unsurprisingly, Shawn didn't budge. He stood up and said firmly, "No." I let out a soft sigh. I knew h