I just wanted to take a second and thank everyone that read this. I'm so grateful to you all for the lovely things you've said. A lot of your reviews made me cry and I'm so happy that you took the time to write them.

I added a bit to the A/N at the end of the story. I don't think I was clear enough on exactly what happened at the end of the story, with the poisoning and everything. I would encourage you to go back and read that bit, just so you know for sure who was truly at fault in all of this.

I wrote this for the Black Balloon Contest, and there were 73 stories entered. Sadly, this didn't make it into the final voting round, but as I've thought about it, I realized something. I don't care. :D That may sound horrible, but it's not meant that way. All I mean is that I wrote this for me, and I wrote this for the people that I knew would read it, and you have said such beautiful things to me over the past few days…I could never be upset about anything related to this. So many of you have told me that you cried or that you were haunted by this story, and that is the greatest thing I could ever get from it. I don't need a contest to tell me what I already know.

Thank you…so much. All of you that reviewed—thank you. All of you that read it—thank you too. BittenBee, who beta'd this for me even though she was sick…my heart is yours. And edwardsbloodtype, my sweet friend who rec'd this on her incredible story…I need plane tickets to New York, like NOW! :D

Voting for the contest is going on until April 16th and I would encourage you to go over and read some of the other stories. Pick your favorite and vote for it. There are some beautiful stories there, so make someone's day and vote for what they've written. The winner will be announced on April 18th, so watch for that.

Thanks to you all, I feel like I already won…