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ignore each other but after Mom had passed away, well it changed.
Not at first, at first they were both lost and feeling alone. They had dragged themselves through the daily ritual of merely existing until that one night. Billy could recall it like it was only yesterday.
He had moped around the house and his Father had finally managed to feel like he could leave them alone and had actually gone back to work. It was the first time in months that Billy had come home and not found his father standing in the doorway watching him walk up the drive. He felt uncertain and chilled even though it never got cold here.
There was a note, telling him where his dad was and how to reach him if he needed him and what time he would be home. It was strange to walk through the large house and not hear anything. There wasn’t the noise of someone cooking or the smell of a cigar floating around the study. It was just empty, sort of like how he felt inside and it made him restless.
Billy had gone out to the pool and stripped his shirt off, to just take in the sun and that is how Taylor had found him. His brother had come home, and feeling the same emptiness had ventured his way to the pool, the scene of so many family gatherings and fun times. Now, well now it was a place to think and grieve. He was startled to find Billy there and yet he felt some sort of comfort in it.
For the first time since the funeral, he acknowledged Billy’s presence and he too lay down in one of the chaise lounges to just think back and to try and make sense out of it all. The quiet of the pool, and the gentle sounds of the water lapping against the concrete had a lulling effect on Taylor but it made Billy feel sad and alone. Soon he couldn’t stop himself and the tears were flowing once more as remembered some treasured moment that had happened right at that spot. Taylor had watched as Billy had cried silently with only the occasional sob escaping to the air.
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