Friday
Sam is okay.
He thinks Heather saved him. But he's okay.
CJ's dead.
I didn't kill him, but I saw them zipping up the body bag and hoisting him into the ambulance, so he's dead.
I have an uncle.
I'd never heard of him before today and he's been absent for my entire life-even longer than my dad-but I have an uncle.
Before today I hadn't thought it was possible for life to get any more surreal.
Today proved me very, very wrong.
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