"All I want is for my two best friends to get back together," Vincent kept repeating. His unremitting pleas made my head throb, so I placed my palms over my ears, trying to block him out.
Suddenly I realized the sounds I heard did not come from an audible source or even from this world. My daughter Bailey's bestie was caught on film in my mind space like a horror movie trailer flashing in snippets of my inward eye.
Please, someone, make him stop talking to me!
None of this is possible; Vincent died two days ago.
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Marilyn Glover
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