It wasn�t a lie that she would do anything for him.
She saw him every day, holding on by his slipping fingertips to a sense of normalcy that had long since disappeared.
It wasn�t a secret that she cared for him, worried for him, and meddled for him.
But she stood outside his apartment tonight, on those cracked steps, with ready lies upon her lips.
He had finally told her the one thing she wanted most in this world.
And she couldn�t accept it.
So Donna lied to Josh.
She didn�t love him. Never would.
It was her final gift.
Written for the tww100.