From Lukey, To Mikey
The air feels enormously heavy. The weight on my shoulders is tremendous.
Your funeral was yesterday. Corinne was there, Nathan Brenner was there, and even a few of our teachers showed up. The dickhead that hit you was there, too. However, he was in a neck brace and crutches...such minor injuries for him and a lifelong consequence for you.
Your mother was in tears. Your father hugged her and rubbed her back gently. He had a guilty look on his face. What did he do to you, Mikey? Did he abuse you?
Calum and Ashton are complete wrecks. I would say they're almost as bad as me but we all know that isn't true. All three of us spoke, sharing short memories about you, our favorite memories.
I miss you.
Lukey
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