Chapter 33
Black is a color that goes largely unnoticed until you have a reason to notice it. Since no one close to me has ever died, I've never associated the color with death or mourning. As I stand in the cemetery surrounded by people dressed in black, it all makes perfect sense to me now. Black represents nothingness, emptiness, brokenness; all the things that we feel as we lay Cody to rest. I'm standing next to Logan, holding his hand as he stands next to Ashley, holding hers. We knew this day would come. We expected it.
We still weren't ready.
December twenty-third, a day that formerly meant nothing to me, will now forever be a day I remember. Just the day before, Cody was laughing and smiling. The very next day, he couldn't move and could hardly speak. In just a matter of hou
