Monthly Archives: September 2005

This is the hardest day, the last day I saw Bo, the last day I touched him.

I brushed his hair with my right hand. I can still feel it, typical boy summer cut, stiff against my finger tips.

I touched his hair because I read somewhere that hair continues to grow for a period after you die. I don’t know if it is true or not, but it was the closest I could get to touching him as he would have been were he alive.

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