He was gone. My grandad passed away at the weekend. He was sixty eight and randomly collapsed and died. After my dad left when I was three, he was my second dad. The dad I'd never had. He lived next door and loved and breathed for our band. I loved him so much and now he was gone, too early. But I couldn't let the boys down by wallowing in my grief, so I held myself together for the hardest day of my life.
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