Monday, November 13, 2023

Too late.

FP's wife texted me last night. It's the first we've communicated since the funeral. I feel guilty. I've been meaning to reach out, but the past two months have been super busy for me and I've been dealing with my own stuff.

I've replied. I've apologised and offered to meet for coffee/drinks/whatever.

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