7:20pm Sunday night
My step-dad calls. My cousin Dustin died in an atv accident.
I haven't seen my cousin in a few years, but it still stings. I don't know any other details right now, and I'm waiting for my mom to call me later on to fill me in.
You never know when, or how, you might go. I'm 31 and I still have that arrogant sense of "I'm going to live forever."
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