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It was the big day. My hands were shaking and my palms were sweating. I changed my mind about singing in front of everyone. What if I burst out into tears? What if I forget the words? My mind was haunting me with 'what if' questions. Kierston helped me get out of that state of mind. She was always good at that. My dad called me to the platform and introduced what I was doing. Not like they don't know what I'm going to do with a ukulele, but okay, dad. I started to sing Papaw's favorite song One Day. The words came to me easily as the song was going on. There was this presence that had gone over me like it was Papaw there singing it with me. The song went by faster than what I thought. I'm just relieved that I didn't choke or start crying during it. 

It wasn't too long after the song until I found myself outside. The atmosphere got quite intense with all of the crying and the sad vibes going around. It was raining out, however the wind felt great against my hot skin.

 All I could think about was the what the future was going to bring me. The realization that I will never see him again hit me like a freight train. There were muffled noises behind me that I kind of just ignored. The rain was relaxing and hypnotizing. I guess I got lost in my thoughts because Kyle came out to notify me that I needed to head inside for the closing of the casket. I didn't really want to go in because I knew that I would break down, and not be able to stop. I'd rather cry on my own time where I know I'm alone, and no one can hear me. But I did what I was told, and went inside. As I was walking, it seemed like everyone was staring at me. I reached the front of the room where the rest of the family was, and turned to face the crowd. Looking around, I saw the whole Magcon crew: Cam, Nash, Hayes, Matt etc etc. Wasn't expecting them to be here. I looked at Kylie, and she smiled at me like it was her idea. Figures. She must have been talking to Hayes about it.

The funeral guy closed the casket, having a few strong gentleman put him in the back of the hearse. I couldn't take anymore of this, I needed to go home to be by myself. I asked my dad if I could go home, since I drove myself, and explained why, he approved and told me to be safe. My dad was always a super understanding guy when it came to his children. He wants the best for us. I gave him a tight hug, then walked to grab my stuff and head to my truck. Walking out, I had my head down, so I was looking at the ground. All of a sudden I seemed to have run into someone: Ethan.

"Oh gosh, I'm so sorry. I was paying attention to where I was going."  I ran my words together. 

"It's fine Kolby, promise." His words were just so gentle.

"Alright. Good" on the flip side mine weren't so gentle. I was in a hurry to go.

"Headed somewhere?" He giggled looking at me frantically putting my things in my bag.
"Yeah, home. I can't handle much more of this and need to catch my breath."
"Would you like someone to go with you?"

"Um. No, I'm good. I need some time to myself. Thank you though. Besides, Kensleigh's friend is eyeing you over there."

"You're welcome. Call or text me if you would like some company."

"Alright thanks again. I'll see you later." I waved and headed to my truck.

Once I arrived to my truck, Kensleigh's friend, Addy, met me there. She got into the passenger's seat like she was coming along for the ride, "What are you doing Addy?"

"Making sure you stay away from Ethan." She was very short with me. 

"And why would I do that? We're friends. I'm not going to shut him out because of you."

"Ha! That's what you think. You're not going to steal my man away from me Kolby. Ethan is mine and I will make sure of it." Now she was just becoming annoying and snotty. 

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