So ages ago, when my uncle passed away, my baby brother texted me the words, “ok, look I know it’s stupid, can’t possibly be a real thing, but I just downloaded this app and when I opened it, it said “uncle, guitar, Jack.” Our uncle Jack was a guitarist. I downloaded the ‘stupid app.’ Eight years ago, my baby brother died, as well. Since he passed, I would open this app and hope I might get a message. Nothing came for years. Not from him anyway. Then, one night, my toddler pointed to a doorway and offered the empty space some of her dinner. I turned on the app. “Something, base, television.” No pause between words. Boom boom boom. I sat for a minute as my family ate dinner, confused. Then, I silently got up, walked to the living room, and looked at the base of the tv. There, completely forgotten by me, was a gift from my stepmother… a necklace with my baby brothers ashes in it.
So yeah. It’s no joke.
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