Dear joey,
So i went to your funeral... I was crying like crazy. Your mom was absolutely broken. She hugged me and told me she missed you so much.
We all missed you.... After everybody left, I talked to you.
You were now just a stone with your name on it. I can still feel you. I can still feel your touch.
I told you you were going to be a dad. I knew you would have been happy cause you were already talking about kids. It would have made us happy.
But I know you ate up there looking down on us. Taking care of us.
Love, Anastasia.
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happiness (sequel to dear joey)
Short StoryThey told me that to make her fall in love, I had to make her laugh. but every time I was making her laugh, I was the one falling in love
