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\u201cWhere did you learn this?\u201d Helen gasped.<\/p>\n
Sophie didn\u2019t glance up. \u201cFrom Isla,\u201d she murmured. \u201cShe came in my dream last night. She said her father would crash and I\u2019d have to help.\u201d<\/p>\n
The man\u2019s name, as they later learned, was Jonas \u201cGrizzly\u201d Keller. A biker on his way home from a memorial ride, he had been forced off the road by a pickup truck. He had already lost more blood than most men could survive.<\/p>\n
Yet Sophie\u2019s small hands held him to life. She began singing softly under her breath, a lullaby Helen had never heard. Her sequined dress grew dark with crimson, but still she pressed on.<\/p>\n
When the paramedics arrived, sirens wailing, a small crowd had already gathered above the ridge. A medic crouched beside Sophie.<\/p>\n
\u201cSweetheart, let us take over,\u201d he said gently.<\/p>\n
But Sophie shook her head fiercely. \u201cNot until his brothers get here. Isla promised.\u201d<\/p>\n