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"Meals have been just about the only time that I have had to myself these
days. A sad existance that only seems to get even more so," Lasiter said
solmnly. "You know that I was just getting the air cleared and old axes
burried between Sam and I when he died...", he revealed after a deep
breath.
Lasiter was being surprisingly open and forward. It was not his way to be so open. Actually, it was not his way to be open at all. He usually held things close to the vest, especially personal matters. Those closest to him usually had to pry information out of him. "And that is something that you should be glad about. There were no opportunities lost between you," replied Jared. "I know. It is just that we have spent the best part of a lifetime estranged, and were just starting to get to know one another again....", his voice trailing off. "Sam, you cannot live your whole life with worries about what could have been with your son. He would not want you to do it, and it will only lead to missing out on those that are still alive. You have family and friends that are here for you." "You're right. But I can't let him go. Not yet." Jared reached a hand across the table and placed it on his friend's shoulder. "You should not feel that you have to. I am not asking you to forget your son and pretend he was never here. I am asking you to live life for his sake. Live the life he would have wanted you to. He would not have wanted you to sit there and throw everything away thinking about could have beens. It is not respectful of his memory." (Lasiter?)
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