A little story
...uken friend had apparently crashed into a tree and the impact cost his and Jason's lives. I was suspicious. Jason was a very responsible person who never get into a car with a drunkard behind the wheel. I cannot simply belief that he would have done such a thing. The funeral was quiet and simple. Everthing was arranged quickly by my uncle. Aunt june could be seen daily trying to console mother. Father on the other hand did not seem to show any emotions towards his son's death. He seemed as though he could not be bothered. Life tried to returned to normal as the months passed. Mother became very quiet and hardly ever spoke to me, she carried jason's photograph with her everyday and even spoke to it asking Jason why he had to leave her life so quickly. Father had his own way of coping with his grief. He threw himself into his work; starting work early in the morning and ending very late. As for me, i Decided to find the cause of Jason's death. I started by going through Jason's belongings. Mother refused to give them away and insisted n keeping it the way it looked the last time he left the room. After an hour, i became tired and decided to open his diary. A note fell o...