A Fateful Text

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His funeral is this Sunday. Francis texted a few weeks after the incident.
Gilbert let out a squeak of despair, tears fell onto the screen of his phone.
But you didn't find his body. He could still be alive. He texted back.
So now you text back.
Francis, please.
Mom's having a hard time with this, she really needs closure.
Gilbert pulled his legs up to his chest and stifled a sob. Another message from Francis popped up on the screen.
This is really hard. Please be there.
More tears fell onto the screen and he set it down on his desk, dropping his head down beside it.

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