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That he was proud of me

Soon I wouldn’t be able to sit in his roo away fro a stranger there, taking care of dad whilehis hand, was toomy truck outside Brady’s house, I realized I was the last one here They all probably thought I wasn’t co None of theood food and football

I glanced up at thethat had been Brady’s before Maggie had moved in I wondered if she was up there now or if she was downstairs eating tacos with the guys If it were up to her, she wouldn’t be But if it was up to Coralee, I had a feeling she would be forced to sit down there with theie, but I watched her Soto notice and say so her eased h to help irl I hardly knew

Footsteps snapped aze found her

"Brady doesn’t think you’re co Aunt Coralee pulled Brady aside this afternoon and told her about your dad She knows Brady was upset and wanted to coive you tiie’s sweet voiceI was fa now

She had her long hair tucked behind her ears, and she was staring at the house like I had been There was a peace that came with her presence I didn’t understand it because she carried so ht peace

"Hospice came today Feels like the end," I told her

She tilted her head back and looked up at me At six- foot-two, I towered over her five-foot-five fraarcoating it She wasn’t tellinghonest She knew that words ht now I reached over and covered her small hand with mine

"It hurts like hell," I replied

She let me hold her hand as we stood there silently This hat I needed today Having her besideto me," I whispered, as if someone would hear me

She turned her hand in mine and squeezed "I’m here whenever you need to talk"

"You didn’t talk to me today at school," I reminded her