Every morning he asks her "How did you sleep?" He calls "Pretty Girl" daily and brings her mint tea. He's read every piece that she's wrote and tells her one day she'll sit across from Oprah. He checks on her mom just because and knows which ice cream her grandmother loves. He prays with her. He makes her laugh. He leaves her notes. He's approved by her dad. He listens when she speaks. He's attentive to the little things. When she voices concerns, he makes adjustments. He tries his best; it's obvious he loves her. To the best friend that girl's ever had: She hopes you know she loves you back...
