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" "Mikey..."

She was crying. Oh god.

"Yes, Jamia?", Mikey inquired in a hesitant voice. 

"Frankie, he --- he...." 

Mikey felt his heart sinking.

"He what Jamia?" 

"Hes killed himself, Mikey! It happened a couple of days ago. He --- he left something for you.... " "

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