How are you holding up?

I hate that question, hate the words that even make it up. Can we not do this? You re my best friend, man.

Jackson nods, clapping his hand on my back. I m trying to put myself in your shoes, but it s just not working. I don t know how to approach this. We ve never had anyone die in our lives like this.

It s ironic, really. We re an MC, but we ve hardly had anyone die. None of us know how to handle this, ...