My Two Best Friends are Dead

I’m the last musketeer standing

Photo by Gioele Fazzeri on Unsplash

Life sucks sometimes, especially when your two best buddies from high school kicked the bucket, one at the age of 23 and the other at 50. No, I didn’t kill them but there were times in high school when I wanted to throttle them.

Still, I can’t help but think about them from time to time and smile when I take a trip back to the summers…