As the sun rose, I decided that today would be the best day to hold the meeting that everyone was avoiding. It was time to get it over with.
Ocean had been dead for two days, and
I could feel myself seeping away. I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t eat. Everywhere I looked . . . I saw her. Her clothes, her perfumes, her soaps.
All I wanted was to hear her voice again. I wanted to feel her hands on my bare skin. I wanted to watch her facial expressions change every five minutes. I wanted to inhale her scent. At least once.
I stood at the head of the dinner table that held my parents, brothers, and sisters. As well as Gerald.
Rex stood near the door. But he also didn’t seem to be doing very well. His eyes were accompanied by dark heavy bags, and his wrinkles were more prominent. His body sag
