Since we moved into westport eight years ago, my brother and our next door neighbor Landon were best friends. They did everything together from riding the school bus to attacking me at 5:00 on saturday mornings with nerf guns and walkie-talkies. That was awesome.
Tonight was their last night together because Landons mother got a job promotion in Texas. Around 10:00pm Marco called me crying because Landon left. Now this is the little kid who sent stick figure death threats under my door on my birthday because he found out that I borrowed one of his markers. But oh man... when I heard his voice on the phone...I wanted to rush home and hug him like there was no tomorrow. So sad.
Bianca
1:04 AM