There she was, Allison, swinging by the woods. I knew I’d find her here. She was always here, swinging on the swings. I asked her one time why she always swung on the swings everyday. She said her and her dad used to come and swing on the swings everyday. Before her dad died, he told her to keep swinging on the swings that he’d always be there with her. She said its the only place where she can st...