He’d written MARISOL.
It didn’t fit.
He didn’t care.
THE END.
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Check on the people you love yourself. Don’t let anyone else tell you they’re “fine.” 💛
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PART 2 The party went completely silent. Twenty people stared at my brother. “We had a memorial,” the woman said. Her name was Lupe Medina. She’d lived across the street from my parents for thirty years. “At St. Timothy’s. You cried. You said he went peacefully in his sleep.”
