Elliot followed and he took his turn but I won this time. “What about your dad? What do you miss about him?”Elliot turned to me, surprised by my question before shrugging his shoulders as he continued on playing. “Um, I think just spending time with him. I remembered he used to take me to baseball games when I was young or the time we went to the beach.”“Do you think about him a lot when we go there? Is that why you like going to the pier?” I asked him.Elliot smiled as he hit his ball into the hole. “Yeah, I do. It’s not a bad thing, but it’s just good remembering him that way.”I nod and I sighed as I moved to sit on a bench taking a break. “I wonder about that sometimes. If I had died, would anyone remember me like that or thought about me.” I told him and he moved to sit next to me. “But thinking about it now, I think it would have only hurt my parents. I don’t even
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