"He comes and he goes. Para kaming year round Christmas lights, on and off. With him, I realized that age did matter. Especially when you were 22, and he was 17 ... We were just on the phone a few days before his birthday. I got him a basket of blue roses, his favorite, and throwing in the last stem in his funeral. He was just 23."
This month, he would have been 39.
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