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Hayden's POV:

Wednesday night, I sit on my bed with my earphones in, music blasting so I can take a break from the world for awhile. I sketch mindlessly in my notebook when I hear a knock on the door.

"Denny?" Evan's voice sounds through the door.

"Come in." I take out my earphones, and pause the music.

He walks in. "Hi, beautiful."

Then, he lays down on my bed, placing his head on my lap. I play with his hair and smile. "Hi, handsome."

"I was just thinking of dad."

My world stops, "And?"

"I miss him." He whispers.

"I do too, Evan. But what happened, happened. Nothing left to say."

"I know, I know. But his car was going awfully fast. Don't you think?"

"Evan," I snap, angrily. "Have you ever thought maybe he wanted to die?"

"Are you suggesting suicide?" He sits up, abruptly.

"Obviously."

"God dammit, Hayden! He wouldn't." Evan's face reddens from anger. "How could you suggest such a thing?"

"Well, if I was married to our mom I would want to die too. She was always such a bitch to him, and cheated on him with Eric." I hiss.

He huffs, "Talk to me when you're not in such a bad mood!"

Suddenly, he storms out and closes the door behind him.

An hour later, I go into my mom's room, looking for photos of Evan and I from when we were young. Pulling out some drawers on her desk, I ruffle through some things, and stop when I see two folded papers.

Should I? I mean, it's not my business. I really shouldn't.

But I can't help myself. I pick them up and open them.

Is it done?

-E xx

Is what done?

Yes, it's not a problem anymore.

-M xx

M as in Martha, my mom? What is she talking about?

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Well, hfhadjahgfh.

I'm excited for this book.

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