There was some occasion, where Row (Ashley), Beth, and I were getting together. Row and I were already gathered, waiting on Beth. There was a text message, or maybe an email, explaining that she accidentally booked the wrong flight. That she thought she had picked the one that would arrive at 8pm but she had actually booked the one that departed at 8pm, so she wouldn't arrive until closer to 11.
We both thought, typical Beth. We were also expected to pick up Beth, from Midway airport.
There were two other girls there, too. Younger. They were there, because of Beth and I felt anxious about them being there, because they were under 21.
They were sitting in a circular style booth, and for the time being there were no issues. But Row and I had considered getting food while we waited for Beth, and that might've been where the unease with these girls came in, I'm not entirely sure.
Then, we were in my bedroom and it was back to just being Row and I. Then I hear my dad telling me that my old coworker from Reckless, Chris had died.
He had actually died, in our upstairs hallway, and I was baffled for many reasons.
Dad told me he had climbed over a chair that was in the way and when he sat on it, it tipped back and he fell with it, breaking his neck. And my dad just intended to leave him there.
I was confused as to why we never heard the chair tip over, or any commotion at all. I also wondered how long he had actually been there, if dad had only told me since I was coming out into the hallway and it was going to be obvious. And last, I just couldn't understand why we hadn't called 911.
It seemed obvious it was an accident, but that the more we waited the more suspicious it would become.
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