Chapter 2608 A Broken Horny Home:>Ep8

We had planned it that I would tell the last story. I had a whole thing written up, a really good, sweet story about Brandon's Secret Santa crusade, something only he and I knew he did every year for needy friends in the community. But when it was my turn, I stood, I stared out at the crowd, and I just couldn't. I wanted to speak and maybe got out a few syllables, but that was it. Deana and Hannah stood up to guide me back to my seat, and I spent the rest of the funeral staring at the casket, feeling like I let Brandon down, the echoes of my father's disappointment as loud as the movie had been at his home. Things ended with a song, but would continue for a little while longer graveside. We shuffled out there, Hannah holding onto my arm, her head sometimes drooping against my shoulder. I felt nothing but numb weariness.