Chapter 58 Just Breathe

• Autumn
• For ten years I’ve suffered under the hand of Marcus Hayes and yet every eulogy spoken about him mentions what a great guy he was. For years I’ve had to grin and bear it, so I’ll do it for another few hours before I get to put it all behind me forever.
• His parents wanted to plan the funeral pyre themselves, so I let them. They were all cut up about it, sobbing in church and screaming as the pyre burned. But not me. His mother called me heartless for not even shedding a tear and I gave her nothing but a smile.