Wow, I'm just speechless, Sasha.
I was reading this in my car while my kid was having a driving lesson. When I got to the hospital scene (not realizing there wasn't much left to read after that), I put the phone down b/c number one, I was crying my eyes out in the car, in the middle of the damn parking lot, and my dog was looking at me funny, and number two, I just couldn't bear to read anymore until I got home. I thought about it the whole way home.
Unlike the majority of your readers, I am really clueless and I had NO IDEA something horrible was going to happen.
I know Luke is going to feel guilty, as some readers have pointed out. He will think that if he had stayed his brother probably wouldn't have gone out that night. And of course he's going to feel guilty b/c even if he was there and Greg did go out that night, he would have spent some quality time with him and his family. Now he missed his brother's last day.
And Thanksgiving will forever be a horrible holiday for all of them.
Shit, I'm crying as I'm writing this. Damn you, Sasha.
Oh, and I usually don't comment on what other readers have said, but Luke and his family will not get over this anytime soon. Getting over something 'soon' to me means you broke up with your b/f or g/f of six months or so. So yeah, it sucks that you guys broke up, but you'll get over it soon. Losing a family member, not so soon. Every holiday during that first year will be horrible. Christmas, which is right around the corner will no longer be a joyous occasion. Next Thanksgiving will be a terrible reminder that it's been only one year since Greg's death. No, they won't be getting over this soon. And the parents will NEVER get over this.
Ok, well, sorry to kind of run away with this review here. lol
Hurry up and post the next chapter, Sasha. I have a feeling I'm not done with my tears.