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Georgie - IV

Fred,

Nine days have passed. Nothing has changed. I'm still in the retreat. I gave your body a quiet burial near the mango tree.

I was crying.

I remembered the ways your eyes sparkled when you were talking about something you were passionate about.

Despite being younger to me by some mere five minutes, you were my hero.

You had the courage to stand up for what you thought was right.

You were fearless, Fearless Fred.

I was the dumb one. I was the one who purposefully rebelled. I made our picture perfect life a horrible one.

I wish we could go back to when we were kids. We were an unstoppable duo.

Mom and Dad often joked that our 'Terrible Two's' hadn't really ever stopped.

Your vigilante,

Georgie

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