Flowers

My smile dropped slowly, my voice cracking as I said, "Tyler, I know this is killing me slowly. I'm sure I can be an astronaut if I could get out of this place and you could continue baseball."

He looked at me. For the first time in forever, but he was mad. Mad at me. Mad at the whole group.

"If it kills you then that's your own fault. It's not my fault you choose this path for yourself. Logan."

His tone cold and full of anger.