I snort, remembering the way Derek held his mom's hand as she walked him to the side, helping him through his fear of heights.“Yeah,” I fondly say, our eyes meeting, “he was so scared, but wanted to understand why we loved it so much!”Jack and I share a laugh. It's bitter and short and it's filled
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