Sarah turned to him, despair etched into her face. She pressed her face into his collarbone, quickly wetting his shirt with tears. "What am I going to do?" She whispered, breathing heavily and hiccuping. Her world was crashing down around her as she knew it. She could describe to you in detail how the sky bends before its going to fall. As her hands clutched his shirt, just as intensely as her tears wet it.