Amanda's POV:
The initial shock of Bryan's words filled me with so many emotions. It took most of the summer to sort through them. I used writing and music as a method to harness them all. On one hand, I was angry at the fact that Bryan took my father's life. This emotion stayed at the forefront of my mind for weeks, maybe even months. However, as I started to write, questions began invading my mind about the entire circumstances: Why was my father running through the woods at night? Why was 10-year-old Bryan running patrol at night? Armed with a weapon? What kind of community do we live in? Why didn't my mother tell me about all of this? Why can't I remember that night? I wonder what he's doing now? The last question pulls me out of my head and pangs at my heart. God, I miss him. It's th
