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however
I used to think the idea of the existence of God or angels was a load of crap. There was no higher power. There was no God. However, I guess this changed a bit when I was raised from the Pit by a certain trench-coat wearing dick with wings.
approach
I remember the first time Sammy walked. His little legs rocking back and forth as he approached the small section of floor that I was currently occupying. Dad never saw this. As far as he knows, Sam's first steps happened one day later and two towns over. I kind of like it this way. It being my little secrete. Little moment in time, all for me. And all filled with him. Like it should be.
policy
I massively broke my one-night-only policy when I got together with Lisa. I seriously thought that it was all going to be over, where that thought came from I have no idea. In retrospect, I really wish I had stuck to the policy, 'cause now it's extremely difficult extricating myself from them without causing hurt.
whole
Now that Sam is dead, I wish that I still had the amulet to remember him by. There is no familiar, light weight resting on my chest any more and without even a mere reminder of Sam, I don’t think I’ll ever be whole. Now, it would have been be the last bit of Sammy here, the only bit, actually. And now it’s gone, just like my brother.