It’s this week, Micheal died on Sunday of this week… exactly 10 years ago. Everyone is meeting in Hurricane, your old town, for a memorial. Though you lost track of time Theres a knock at your door it’s around 9 Am and your wearing jeans and an off the shoulder sweater there’s bags under your eyes, you’ve brushed your teeth and hair. And started making food (it’s John but obviously you don’t know that and it’s been 10 year and he was 7 last time you saw him)
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