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I looked closely at his gun license, then back at him. “But this says your name is Dan Pierce.”
He snatched it back from me with a panicked look, then forced the calm, reserved expression back on his face. “That’s just my earthly name. But my soul’s name is Guy van Hellsing. So you see,” he explained, “my real name is Guy van Hellsing.”
“Okay.” I went to the table to get a dirty glass to wash when I noticed that part of the it had been cleared off, and in the middle of the clean spot was a bottle of pain killers. Its top was off and it was lying haphazardly on its side.
It was empty. Beside it, written in jagged letters, was a note that said, “We’re out of Advil.”
I’ll never forget the first time I saw Brent really try to kill himself. The memory is riveted in my mind, always there, reminding me of what could have happened, no matter how much I try to forget. We had just gotten back home from the bar. I had managed to get Brent to drink [...]
Brent looked up at me and gave me an amused, but hollow, grin. “Do you know what today is?”
I thought about it. “Thursday?”
“No.” He almost sounded disgusted. “Why would I expect everybody to be dating?”
I thought about if for a second, then it dawned on me. “Oh….” I realized. “It’s the 14th. Valentine’s Day.”
“Right,” Brent said. He chuckled. “If you hadn’t broken up with Candace already, then she’d be breaking up with you now.”