After watching OU beat Baylor, I was laying on my bed relaxing. The phone rang. It was a number I didn’t recognize but I answered it anyway because when I lost my cell I lost all my phone numbers as well. I hadn’t gotten everyone’s number to put into my new phone yet.

It was Jesse Faz. I hadn’t talked to him for about eight months. He was one of my best when we were growing up. We’ve been for almost 15 years. I can’t believe it’s been that damned long. We tried a relationship a few times, but his ran deeper than mine. I couldn’t really think of him as more than a really close friend. He was like a brother to me.

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