I'd never lost someone so close to me before. It's not something you can just get over. My Dad doesn't help. Brielle doesn't help. I think the only thing that will is time. Lots and lots of time.
And not only am I in disarray, but the entirety of Sugarloaf is too. Four people have died in a week's time. Four cold bodies washed up. Four families mourning. Four souls disconnected.
Brielle is edgier than normal, but, then again, we all are.
The water used to be revered here, loved here, cherished here. Now the ominous ocean only haunts the innocents of Sugarloaf. Nobody goes there, ever. Not anymore. Maybe not ever again.
I'm just trying to cope without my mother. But its hard. And Dad's not helping that much. He's just angry, always angry. I don't know why. It was nobody's fault.
Right?
