Passing It On
He'd been delivering our daily newspaper for I guess about a couple of years now. Damn, I've done it again! It used to be our daily paper until just under twelve months ago when Eric died, so since then it's been my daily paper. But it is so hard to get out of thinking of 'our this' and 'our that' when we'd spent so many years together.
He had always looked a decent kid – if you know what I mean. Some kids are scruffy and walk around as if they have a big chip on his