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"Steve's dad killed himself"

"What?" I rubbed the sleep froo He shot hi room"

A silence settled over my bedroom I scratched my head as I looked froain "At least they didn't have to take him far"

"You're such a prick! Our friend's father killed hi jokes! What the Hell is your problehtly"

"You know…"I hesitated If ever I had a chance to share my near-death experience it was now I missed the best opportunity to share the most intimate detail of my life with the person I wished to be the most inti"

"Geezus Pete James Who cares about the bastard But Steve is a friend, Marcy and Janice are friends What about them? Their world's been thrown into flux"

"Life is constant flux," I stabbed

Shannie walked out of my room, down the stairs and out the front door

I pulled my covers over my head I was safe in their e a decision, by that logic I decided to hibernate Hibernation was easier; there weren't decisions to make Sleep evadedof Count's death

I fell into the habit of sleeping on the couch, I'd fall asleep to CNN's round the clock coverage The o days old e learned of Count's fate I was nodding off to the sound of jet engines when the phone rang I rolled over and buried ainst the back of the couch I had a cold thanks to ht tunnel run

My cheerful voice ca machine "Morrison's Mortuary, you stab 'eet back to ya Late"

A foreboding silence answered my salutation "Joe, Ja strength "Junior's been killed; I don't knohat, how it happened Still trying to find out Flossy ain't taking it too well Diane knows He's a good boy Pray for hi, I stared at the answering led torooe