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Brooks and I lay there for about 30 minutes just staring at each other and smiling. I sat up. "Just curious but where is Jonah? Every time I come up here and I come inside, your mom and Jonah aren't here." He sat up and told me that his mom was at work and Jonah goes to with his dad for a few hours after school. I asked if he had a good relationship with his dad and he told me that he and Jonah have different dads. He told me that his dad died when he was little and he didn't really know him and that Jonah's dad was a decent stepdad while he was married to his mom. I told Brooks I was sorry about his dad and he told me it was ok and explained that his dad suffered from depression and it got the better of him and he took his own life. I told Brooks that I know what it is like because I su