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It was the day of Shane's funeral. Memorial service was more like it. He was cremated, according to his wishes in his will. Rick wanted to keep the urn. They were basically brothers, after all. Leon's funeral was the next day. They thought it would be best for Carl to attend school, rather than be at such emotional events. Both days Lori sat with the other cops' wives and families, and Rick was in full formal uniform standing in formation. She watched him closely at Shane's funeral, he was standing as commanded, but had tears running down his face.
Shane had very few people show up at his funeral. Some neighbors, a few friends, but no family. Maybe ten people were there. Other than that, nobody. Nobody to grieve his death.
In Shane's will he left everything to Rick. He wanted his pension transferred to Rick's account, and all other money and material items he had given to the Grimes family. He wanted his life insurance to go to Carl's college education. He had a small apartment, and his landlord wanted everything moved out by the end of the month, three days away.
Rick and Lori went to his place. It was typical Shane. Empty beer bottles, stacks of porn magazines, his bed was unmade and a woman's thong was on one of the pillows. They agreed to take furniture they would use, and donate everything else to Goodwill. They started the process of going through what he had. They took several guns, all his food, and kitchen items. Rick took some of his clothes, they stripped his bed, joking they'll wash the sheets before putting them in the guest bedroom. There wasn't much left. They went through dresser drawers, found boxes and boxes of condoms in the nightstand, lots of lube, and sex toys. Lori grabbed a trash bag and they threw out the magazines, beer cans, and other….personal items. It didn't take long, and the place was empty. Goodwill would be there within an hour to get the furniture and clothes they didn't want.
Rick took a few items that belonged to Shane's dad. In the one bookcase Rick found some more porn magazines, and two photo albums. He sat on the sofa and started looking through them. Pictures of Shane as a baby, being held by his mom. More kid pictures, and lots of pictures of a young Rick and a young Shane. Both in their little league outfits, dressed up as Batman and Robin for Halloween, school days, heading off to college, and lots of pictures he took of them at their wedding, and him holding Carl. Lori sat on the sofa next to Rick, and rubbed his back. He had tears in his eyes, then started crying, before starting the deep, ugly sobs. Lori held him as he cried. She was crying too, but wanted to be strong for Rick.
Goodwill came, and took all the furniture, dishes, glasses, and a few bags of clothes. Rick and Lori brought everything they were taking to their car. Soon, the apartment was empty. Rick took one last look around, made sure nothing was left, and shut the door. He gave the keys to the landlord, and got in the car with Lori to drive home. They brought in the boxes and other stuff, and soon Carl's school bus dropped him off at home. Rick tried to keep the conversation going during dinner, for Carl's sake. He knew that Uncle Shane went to heaven. He was only eight, and didn't need to know any more details. "So he's with nana, papa, Auntie Kate, Uncle Jeff, Gramma and Granpa?"
"Yea," said Lori, her voice quivering.
"Okay. Can I go watch tv?"
"Sure sweetie."
Carl left the table, and Rick almost folded to the ground. Shane was an only child. Carl is an only child. Rick was raised with a brother, but he committed suicide a few years ago. Lori's family died in a car accident. They are all each other has. Lori helped him up, and led him upstairs. She gave him two of her Xanax, which she got after the incident at the hospital.
Lori helped Carl with his homework, had him take a shower, and put him to bed. She gave him a kiss on the forehead and said "Goodnight, my sweet boy. I love you."
"I love you too mom. I'm sorry about Uncle Shane."
"Thanks sweetie. Try to get some sleep."
She shut his door and went to check on Rick. He was almost asleep, but still crying. She sat on the edge of the bed and held his hand as he fell asleep. She went back downstairs. She finished cleaning up after dinner, and locked up the house. She started going through the boxes from Shane's apartment. She put the clothes Rick took in a pile to be washed, got out the framed pictures he had of him and Rick, and put some them on the mantle above the fireplace. Rick already took care of the guns…they were hidden, along with some others, around the house in Rick's insistence to keep his family safe. She went to the basement and got two new and empty picture frames. She went through the photo albums, and took out the one of the two in their little league outfits, and one taken on the day she and Rick got married...just the two of them. She quietly went into the bedroom, and heard Rick snoring. She went to his dresser, which Rick always kept tidy. He cleared most of the things off, and had Shane's urn sitting right in the middle. She put the framed pictures, one on each side, next to the urn. She put his badge, which Rick kept, in front of it. Hopefully Rick would like that.
It was close to midnight, and she was no way close to tired. She added Shane's photo albums to the collection of their own, on a bookshelf in the living room. She emptied all of the boxes, put his stuff and things around the house, and broke down the boxes to put them in the trash. She thought "that's it. That's all that was left of Shane. It was almost as if he never existed.
She went back to the bookshelf and took his albums, wanting to look through them. Lots of pictures of Shane and his parents, Shane and Rick, and college pictures. She smiled when she saw the pictures of Shane and Rick playing football, the pictures Shane must have taken of Rick; holding up a bottle of booze, and when she turned the page she saw the first picture of Rick with herself. They met in college, and it was love at first sight. She remembered when most of them were taken. Shane surprised them one morning when they were both still in bed, she saw a picture of one taken at a party. She was sitting in Rick's lap, they were both laughing, and he had his arms around her waist, looking at her with adoration and pure love in his eyes. Some pictures she didn't remember being taken. One night at a party she got drunk, and there was one picture of a very sober Rick, who had a protective arm around her. One picture was taken of the two of them asleep in Rick's dorm bed, her back to his bare chest, his arm wrapped around her, holding her tightly. The same way they still sleep to this day. Other pictures leading up to their wedding, cookouts at their house, and Carl as a baby, Carl as a toddler, Carl as a preschooler. She realized that one entire photo album was made up of pictures of just her and Rick.
There was an envelope taped to the last page. It simply said "Rick" and was sealed. She felt the envelope, and it seemed to be just paper. She put it aside and was going to give it to Rick in the morning, which was not that far away. She didn't realize it was almost four am. She looked around and saw that everything was cleared. All the boxes were empty, and there was nothing else to go through. She put both albums back, and was about to go upstairs when she heard Rick come downstairs. His eyes were red from crying. When he got downstairs he scooped her into a hug, saying he saw what she did with the pictures. It's beautiful. Thank you. He told her how much he loves her. She told him she loves him.
"Have you been up all night?"
"Yea, I went through all the boxes and put away everything."
She took him by the hand and led him to the couch. She took out the album that was just of the two of them, and gave it to him. She also handed him the envelope. She kissed him, then went into the kitchen to make coffee. She went to the bathroom, and when she came out she saw Rick reading the letter, while wiping tears away. She didn't approach him….she knew he needed time to himself. She started a load of laundry, all Shane's clothes.
She sat down next to Rick, and rubbed his back. He missed his friend. She pulled him in for a hug and he grabbed onto her tightly. He sobbed, and she rubbed his back and the back of his head. When he calmed down he wanted her to read the letter Shane wrote for him. He needed coffee, and went to the kitchen. She took the letter, and started reading it. It was dated just a few weeks ago.
"Hey Rick,
If you're reading this it means I'm dead. That sucks. Hi Lori. I knew you would grab the photo albums and find this letter. That's why I put it there.
Rick, thank you for being my brother. It sucks being an only child, and you were my best friend. Best friend from childhood, through grade school, high school, roommates in college, and partners on the force. Two peas in a pod. That's what my mom would always say.
I know I made a name for myself with the ladies, but the biggest mistake I ever made was not finding a woman like Lori and settling down. She is one of a kind, and you really have it made. I would joke around with you about different girls I met, but I knew I couldn't do that forever. At age 34 it's okay, but 44, 54, etc.… it gets creepy. I needed stability. Thank you for making me Carl's godfather. He's my nephew, even though he's not my blood. I'll admit I was jealous of your life. I wanted to have someone to come home to after a long day at work. I wanted someone to grow old with. I wanted a family of my own. If I could do it all over again, I'd smarten up and would have gotten married. I know you guys had bumps in the road, but I know you two love each other. Roommates in college….remember? I know you two LOVE each other. Ha. Lori – I've known Rick since we were kids, and I've never seen him as happy as he is with you. He really loves you. Whatever petty shit there is, get over it. Life is too short, and you won't have your life forever.
Take care of my nephew. Please let him know that his first year of college is paid for.
Take care of each other. Overlook the stupid shit, and be happy. Think back to how you were in college. It doesn't matter if you married young. I know you still love each other. That's all that counts. If you don't I'll haunt you. Ha.
Thank you for making me part of your family.
Enough of the sappy shit.
Don't sweat the petty things and don't pet the sweaty things.
I love you guys,
Shane
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