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It happened again.
My MIL gave me her old phone. It had a bunch of family pictures on it and as I was flipping through I stopped on her cousin and studied him for a moment.
I wet through my pleasant memories of him and went to bed.
The SO came home the next day and told me his cousin was hit by a drunk driver at 6:30 that morning.
Sad. He was such a nice guy
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