Olivia had died and now Jake was dead, which left me here with a baby. A baby that would only stop crying when I held him, or fed him.
Jake had died of grief. That's the only explanation. He had loved Olivia since he was seven years old, and he was devastated when she died. They left behind three children, to whom, to me.
My dad and Olivia's mom, Karen, was too old to raise them, and Olivia's sister hadn't been heard from in years. I was their closest relative and Olivia's best friend. I was now also the one to go back to their house and tell their two little girls that their parents weren't coming back.
This was not the direction I saw my life going. I am, however, their uncle and closest family member and now it was my time to man up.
Having the kids talk with Pearl yesterday, ki
