Rejena
I stare at my computer, lost in memories of Dalon’s smile, his burst of laughter. I wonder for a moment how it was that I got to the point. My heart is once again broken, but this time, it wasn’t death that stole him, but the truth that came too late. I wonder if he has read the book, if he even cares. I tried watching the race Sunday, but it killed me when I watched him smile as if nothing happened the weekend before and it killed me. I had never cried while watching a Formula 1 race, but I had also never been so proud of someone that broke my heart. He came second in the race after a terrible start where he tried to take a risk that didn’t work out.
I rub at my chest, the pain coming in waves and I am once again trying to fight off tears. “Jena, can you come here please?” Dan a
