It's the first Thursday, my hang out day with Kenzie, since she died. I bounce on Kenzie's couch in sweats and a T-shirt. Are you ready, soldier? The memory of my last day with her punches me in the gut before I press "Play" on Spider-Man, her all-time favorite Marvel character. At ease, soldier. I realize in that second, I will never be at ease again, at least not for a very long time.
As if I'm possessed by some vengeful me, I grip the remote and shove it at the flat screen hanging on the wall. The rush gives me adrenaline and I have an urge to throw something again. So I do. Until I feel an inch better.
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Mackenzie and Neal
ContoNeal and Mackenzie aren't like normal brothers and sisters. They're best friends. All Neal's life he's thought his life was as perfect as he could get. But when something happens to him and tragedy strikes his family, he learns the truth: that happi...
