Ch. 38 The Unbelievable

He came to see me

the second he was allowed.

He walked in

looking

tired

and 

scared.

He brought me

flowers.

He got me

chocolate.

He game me

a hug.

He told me

the news.

I didn't believe him.

I didn't want to.

In my mind,

it wasn't possible

for Charlotte

to be dead.

I started yelling at him.

I tried telling him

he was wrong.

He just looked at me

with big, sad eyes.

He tried to get me

to be quiet,

but I kept shouting at him

that it wasn't true.

Then,

he began

to cry.

Will had never cried

in front of me

before.

I was with him

when he was nine

and his dog died.

I was with him

when he was twelve

and he fell of a swing

and broke his leg.

I was with him

when we watched Marley & Me

for the first time

and I cried all through the end

but he didn't shed a tear.

Will doesn't cry.

It is a rule of the universe.

But he started bawling,

there, next to my bed,

saying meaningless words

about me, and Charlotte,

and the crash.

And it was impossible to deny it anymore.

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