Grieving my brother's death through writing

    I can still remember the phone call like it was yesterday. I had just swam with my son Benny at the Harvard Malkin Athletic Center gym when I checked my text messages in the locker room. "Please call back ASAP," my mom wrote. Her first words were: "Cory's dead." She had just been notified by the Harris County Medical Examiner. Little more information could be given than that, and she couldn't stay on the line for long. She was on hold with the Homicide Department to inquire about more
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Published on October 15, 2015 02:48
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