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“Come here Chris,” his father called, his voice laced with pain. Chris made his way to his father’s bedside and knelt down, taking his old boy’s hand in his.

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Adrian frowned, not sure how to answer such an absurd confusion. “I forget everything, really. Words, as soon as I finish reading them. Ideas or goals…numbers. Liquid orders, bar tabs, gash long green. But mostly I forget…people. I always forget people.” He gave her a dreary smile. “I forgot you. I really did. If you hadn’t started crying…”
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‘That was… So good…’ I managed to say.
Adrian frowned, not sure how to answer such an absurd confusion. “I forget everything, really. Words, as soon as I finish reading them. Ideas or goals…numbers. Liquid orders, bar tabs, gash long green. But mostly I forget…people. I always forget people.” He gave her a dreary smile. “I forgot you. I really did. If you hadn’t started crying…”
“Hi there,” Colby softly said.
I heard my sister’s shocked voice but couldn’t see where she was, Daniel’s hand pressing so tightly against my windpipe, everything was going black. “And I loved you, not her–not Janine. I just didn’t know what to do. I didn’t have the money to support them by myself, Becca–“
“Come here Chris,” his father called, his voice laced with pain. Chris made his way to his father’s bedside and knelt down, taking his old boy’s hand in his.

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