I don't know Jeff, never met him, but I've heard about him. Another one of us vanished. Seems like the number of people here is never enough to eclipse the number of those who've left us behind.

"Were you fucking high?" I snort, brow raising. "Or did it just piss you off?"

I'd understand if she said it was the latter. I've been avoiding it since the day I found that paper. I wanted to burn it down then, too. I wanted to burn down everything.