Scott and Charlie stood above Mitch.
"Mitchell Coby Michael Grassi-Hoying. Loving father, husband, son, brother, uncle, grandfather, father-in-law."
Scott smiled and held onto his walking stick shakily at age ninety-five.
"I'm glad he's in a happier place. No more pain for dad." Charlie smiled. "But I miss him so much,"
"Don't be sad, kiddo. I miss him too."
He fished out some white roses, similar to the ones he gave Mitch on prom, and threw them as best as he could.
They all landed above his grave and he smiled.
"I love you Mitchell. So much." He whispered with a smile.
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Pretty Boy - Scömíche
FanfictionMitch is the new kid at school, and he almost always has his nose in a comic book or just a book such as Harry Potter. Scott notices he likes comic books, and starts talking to him. When Scott sees what's inside the comic, he realizes something abou...
