Speechless
Last night, we went out to dinner with friends. We were enjoying good conversation about our old neighborhood. My friend’s husband came about an hour later. He brought his friend. We were all chatting and laughing about schools and places kids hung out. At one point, my friends referred to me by my last name. The new friend says, “I think I knew your brother.” I asked, “which one?” He responded, “Colin, the one who died.” The words echoed through my bones. For the rest of the evening I zoned in and out of the conversation…..I was a classmate of Colin’s…….the teacher told us he died….. The conversation was surreal.
My brother died over 30 years ago.
No one has ever mentioned him to me outside of my immediate family. And they haven’t mentioned him in over 25 years.
I took my new friend’s phone number and I told him I would call him sometime with questions. I don’t know if I ever will, but maybe I will think about it sometime.
Hugs,
marlene
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January 8th, 2012 at 5:06 am
Yeah that was about as freaky as it gets. You got so white, I thought you were going to throw up.
It’s strange that no one has ever mentioned him being that you lived in the old neighborhood for so long. I guess no one wanted to upset you/your family.