I woke to the sound of my Mum crying in the hallway. Today was the day we had dreaded. The funeral. Yesterday we spent the day together as a family. Looking through so many pictures and videos of Grandpa... sharing our memories of him. I lost count of the times I had cried. But, I have to say it was nice. We all had so many good memories of him; and today was going to be difficult.
Thankfully, spending time solely with my family, at my Grandparents' home, meant I could avoid everyone... or one person in particular. And, to a degree, I could keep distracted... so, I had avoided all talk of Landon, and all thought too. Kai had known not to mention him, and had been chatting to Dad many times, about what I was unsure. I could only hope it had not been me, and my sorry mess.
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