I feel really weird today.
I went home this past week. My
brother told me that one of his childhood friends and his father
died last weekend in a car accident. We lived 3 houses down
from them at one point. I didn't know the father very well. I didn't
know the kid very well either for that matter, but I remember him....
He and his twin brother would always be at my house or in my driveway,
being annoying like little brothers and their friends are. And now he's
gone.
My heart hurts. Mostly for the surviving twin.
I
feel weird and sad and I don't understand it.