Vance was the only other person I told about that night three years ago. He misses Aaron more than I do I think, every anniversary of his death I can faintly here him crying him and Aaron were close they were three years apart but from the beginning they stayed by each others sides. They had no parents other than an alcoholic mother who called Vance about once a year to ask how his life was and ask if he had seen his dad.
He never saw his dad.
My parents were the complete opposite. My dad works constantly but like Vance's parents he barely ever called. My parents are divorced but they're closer than most split families because my mom has Alzheimers and she constantly needs attention so she lives with my dad even if they're divorced. She's the closest thing I have to love and even if she forgets almost everything I tell her I tell her everything anyways.
******side note*****
I didn't tell you this story to talk about my family or my friends I told you about this story so you can know about Charlie Radlers not everybody else. I'm going to talk about Charlie soon but please don't be to harsh on me it's hard to talk about her.
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