My name is Cade Harris, and I’m dead.
By now, you will have heard what I’ve done and what happened to me because of it. You’ll hear my name and think I’m the devil because those are the stories you’ve been told.
Or you’ll listen to the cries of a girl and think I’m a savior, because she loved me. I’m neither of those. But words are all you have left of me. So, take mine and then tell me who I am.
