AUGUST 4th 2011
“Sorry about that. I hate Jon at times.” Jeremy said after Jonathan had left.
“Oh its fine. Don’t worry about it…” I assured him. I tried to read his expression but it was blank. “How are you doing, Jeremy?”
He looked up when he heard the sincere worry in my voice. “It’s just…hard, ya know. This whole situation…is hard. And out of hand.”
He sighed. “Agh, Care…” I loved it when he called me that. He was the only one who did and it made me feel special. “When did things get so…stupid? I miss how it used to be. Just us two- and sometimes Amos. Just us hanging out and being crazy and ridiculous, having the time of our lives. The easy days…do you remember that?”
“Ha, how could I forget?… those days were great. Unforgettably great.” I replied, letting the memories wash over me.