Sometimes I wonder if there were clues that you were in trouble. Were you hoping someone would figure it out? Were you just too proud to to admit the pickle you had gotten yourslef into? Were you just waiting for me to speak my mind?
Jacob used to tell me that you would thank me later if I told you how I thought. Now there is no later.
I just keep wondering if I should have known you were so close to the brink.
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