Damn it.... I had...to learn about her passing through her sister. I keep on losing friends one way or another. Yet... I can't let it show. I can't let the tears or the sadness show from losing one of my good friends in Bree. I can't let it show at all due to the fact that I still have the task ahead of me. The task to "take care" of someone.
I stood, though, at the outside of her shop for a good long time before returning home. Even the...mood was set for it since it was raining a lot. I remembered the times there of talking with her. I even remembered going by there the other day to get some clothes (rather not saying why). As I did stay there, I did want to cry. I wanted to let the sorrow just flow. She had left her family here after giving birth to her own son. ...But I didn't....
I'm home now. I made sure that I had some clean, warm clothes on right after I arrived. I'll try my best to sleep tonight. Farewell, Bretthera. Let's meet again in the next life.
