Begin At The End

ORIGINALLY POSTED ON 6th OCTOBER 2006

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My Jessica's gone.

She's dead. She died three weeks ago.

I walked into the house. I was coming home from work. I walked up the stairs. I saw a light on in her bedroom, so I went inside. And Martin was standing there. Holding her in his arms. And I just knew straight away. I didn't have to look at his face. I didn't have to touch her. The room told me everything straight away.

And I can't remember what I did next.

She's gone. Jessica.