"Sincerely, Alex Hart, the dead man that hopefully accomplished something with his death and brought happiness to others."
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"Smily face…"
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The air around them went silent almost as if time had slowed down to a stand-still.
Moby was holding the paper in his hand, literally shaking, trying to hold back the waterworks from exploding from the dam of his already teary eyes.
He now fully understood the watermarks on the paper from Ray who had read the letter prior to him, and even he was once again in tears although it was his second time hearing it.
Slowly, Moby lifted his head and looked around at all of his comrade's faces…
Jayden was trembling and shaking, her eyes more than watery and her hand on her head trying to take everything in.
