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e right emotion. But... I don't know. Like I could take a breath again. Because there's been a tightness in my chest since I got the news. Like I can't inhale all the way and
uck in enough air. I can't seem to stop clenchi
him as it is for me, and I can tell that last remark,
't know what life loo
up and I'll get my cup of coffee open the bay doors, and wait for him to walk
ole time. At least then I could miss him the way you do. But I'm going to
says, reaching across
t's the first time he's held my hand in years. Maybe sinc
because even though Eric was just my best friend
t and thumps against his c
in there," I say. "
s. "Hollow. That's
rom here. About three miles, maybe. Not a great idea when I'm wearing heels, but I don't care. I'll take them off and walk barefoot like we used to do when we were kids. I just couldn't get in
u do in the city? I feel like w
irthday, probably. That just kills any chance of feeling better. Becau
course," he says.
he head chef now at
," he
g. "I
on't l
rea
else," he says like
ught it'd be. I mean, I always wanted to be a baker, for one thing. But there's no money
g out in Utah. The Jeep flipped over backward and crushed him. We had to have one of those h
to business school
t squeeze
you can even loo
ho
say, turning my head
her and frowns. "He was d
nd now h
"He made a mistake. People do that
g to sell the
I should sel
u care wha
bly left you his
"I hadn't tho
et's talk about
ne is gone and I know that the backhoe operator is probably well-schooled in g
town. And there's a nice view of the mountains from where we're sit
ouse isn't that far away. People are
some... some stupid... whatever it is. It feels like a party. Why do p
him. And have a chanc
a little and h
ys, letting go of my han
listen politely as people try to console me. Or worse, expect me to console them. I don't care if
ing the reception never entered his mind. "Well, I'll
ke the tropical ocean they usually resemble has been muddied with silt. His hair is dark and cropped short every
hen they were working on their first Jeep together. I went to the hospital with them, holding a cloth over Trent's face as Er
wide and he always shows teeth. Even when he's angry, he'l
's got days' worth of stubble on that chin. And
akes m
sks, looking
ax my bikini area the day before we went out to the lake for a long weekend and I couldn't
en he passed out drunk on New Year's Eve and how Eric got back at him
s and setting them up around us and every chair but the two we're sitti
hours, laughing, smiling, and having a pretty good time. For
s. "You ready to
Walking away from Eric's grave means they're go
y hand. He pulls me to my feet and I slip my sh
while holding me in the other, and leads me ac