I was thinking about when you went to the beach with your friends and you got the truck stuck in the sand. You told me you had to be pulled out by another truck and in the end the truck left 2 dents on the tail gate. When I asked you what happened you didn't know what to tell me accept for the truth. Then your dad had been trying to come and see you and you were dodging him for almost 2 months I think because you didn't want him to see the dents. I told you I had a plan that I would tell him that I went to Home Depot and that I backed up into a truck that had that big bumper rail. You didn't want me to but, I said I knew he wouldn't get mad at me but if you told him you did it he would get mad at you. Boy was Rudy hot and I think he said some ugly words to me and he never let me forget how I was going to blame you. I just told your dad the truth just yesterday that you were the one who really did it. He laughed it off. I know you are watching over us but, I need you to watch over me alittle more right now. I miss you and life isn't the same and I don't see that it will ever be the same without you son. I miss you saying Mama what about the fire?? What I would do to hear those words again??