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GRIEVING THE BROTHER
“Billy doesn’t look like the guy who’d fall for anyone. How did Holly manage to make him fall for her?” I was trying to engage in a conversation with Joseph. Joseph looked at me with confused eyes and then asked me, “Who’s Holly?” “Holly’s the only female friend I have here, and presumably Billy’s girlfriend,” I repeated the information that I had received from him. He shook his head and then reminded me of another supposed friend I had, “It’s Philomena. She’s the girlfriend.” “Oh,” I was at a loss of words. After learning about Philomena being my friend, I had to ask Joseph, “When did she mention me as her friend?” “That’s something only Billy would be viable to answer,” he yawned, suggesting he didn’t wish to talk anymore. Unsure if I’d be really safe among the group of kil
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