THE THING ABOUT death is that it makes us reflect on ourselves. Especially when it hits so close. You begin to wonder about things you may never have thought of before. Why am I here? What's my purpose? What kind of legacy will I leave behind? It's just a never-ending waterfall of thoughts you may never know the answer to swirling around in your head.
We held Hal's funeral two days after my therapy session with Melissa. His mom was there and so was his kid. Even his ex-girlfriend—the mother of his child—was there. Hal's mother wore a look on her face that is heartbreak in its truest form and none of us—not even the most cheerful members on the Iron Order—can find it in us to c***k a smile even to comfort the other. There's not a dry eye among us and when I look at Sinclair, I see him star
