Paranoia...almost,


 I would almost follow through with that paranoia...almost,


It is not the substances. It is what occurred. There are layers to it. Layered atop the disorder that began in 2005 sits the fact that a younger brother’s killer remains free, the case still unresolved. An older brother was visited after his end; the heart finally failed when the pacemaker stopped. Foul play is suspected, or perhaps a staged disappearance for safety. The same quiet hope attaches to the father—that something did not add up and they simply slipped from view.


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