Chapter 31
Some believe it’s possible to die from a broken heart. At one time, I would have said that that was a ridiculous statement, but that was before my own heart had been ripped from my chest, leaving a gaping hole. It’s my own fault, I get that. I think that makes it even more painful.
I haven’t been back to school since before Trey’s mother’s death. Dr. Stacey wrote me a note to take a couple of weeks off, and I’ve never been more grateful. It’s been a week since I’ve spoken to Trey, though it hasn’t been a week since I’ve seen him. He comes to my house every day after school, knocks on the door, and asks to speak with me. My mother tells him I don’t want to see him. If she isn’t there to answer, Trey pounds on the door and yells through it. Today will be one of those days becaus
