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- NINE YEARS LATER -

It's been nine years since my father's and my deaths. 

Eleanor is in her last year of college, and she and Walt are engaged to be married. Dad, Granddad, and I were completely and utterly surprised when Walt proposed half a year ago. Eleanor is majoring in architecture, and Walt is going to be a graphic designer. They're both going back after they graduate for their masters.

Jane and Brennan are seniors, and are best friends. They're joined at the hip, but not dating. They're too close for that.

Did I mention that my mother adopted Brennan three years ago? No? Well, sorry.

Brennan became super close to my family, so when his mother died three years ago, my mother automatically said yes to adopting him. She actually came up with the idea.

Mum never remarried, which I was happy about. So was Dad. I don't think she ever will. Jane has a boyfriend that she really likes, and Brennan just got out of a relationship. He wasn't too heartbroken, though.

Zane is good. College was a fresh start for him, and he now has a wife and twin girls. He named one of them Eleanor Jane, and the other Gemma Anne. I was estatic when he named them.

Everything is going great. I watch over my sisters and mother the most, and check up on Zane every once in a while. I haven't visited the sight that I died at since I... well, died.

One more thing: I have always said I hated my name. I still do hate my birth name to this day. 

My real name is not Will. My name was Macsen James Reed.

And this was the story of how I died.