Her name was Lily. She was the perfect girl for William. They met in the same hospital where Timmy was born. They were so happy to have a little boy of their own, that they bought a beautiful ranch house with a hundred acres of land. The highlight of the property, though, was a field of wildflowers. It was hilly, and stretched as far as the eye could see.
When Timmy was three, one day Lily took him out into the feild. They ran and rolled in the grass together, giggling and smiling at each other. Lily carried Timmy up the biggest hill in the pasture, and showed him how to roll down the hill. Lily went down first. She lied, sprawled on the ground, at the bottom, watching Timmy roll down, screaming in excitement.