Maybe Tomorrow

by | Jul 27, 2010 | 0 comments

Well, I couldn’t do it. Couldn’t open up the package, and my friend and I decided I wasn’t ready.

A wedding ring, wallet, and phone- all very personal items- the most personal, and the reason they came separately, is because you had them on you when you went to take that swim. I have heard you were looking at videos of Audrey on your iPhone right before you must’ve put it down along with your wallet, maybe a towel, and headed for the water.
The wedding ring you wore and must have still had on when they found you.


July 27, 2010


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