Clear as day, Timmy was caught mid stride across the street near the corner store. Tasha didn’t have any other kids, and Timmy damn sure never mentioned a brother from his father’s side. All the hair on the back of my neck stood at attention, while the hate pierced through the beating of my heart. My heart went still as I studied the picture. He faked his death while Joie really had to be buried. He gets to walk around like everything is all good while I had to bury the love of my life.