Before the death of my brother, Trev, seven years ago today, I would joke with the Lovely Melanie about being invincible.
I don’t do that now.
I miss you, Trev; and I miss the three of us – you, me and Rich – being invincible.
Before the death of my brother, Trev, seven years ago today, I would joke with the Lovely Melanie about being invincible.
I don’t do that now.
I miss you, Trev; and I miss the three of us – you, me and Rich – being invincible.