Your dad, Jonah Peterson, was shot and killed on one of his cases. He was a police officer so it wasn’t an odd thing. But it definitely hurt you and your mother. James, one of your dad’s co-workers kids, and you grew very close over the years. You met at a holiday party when yall were 6. Then another holiday party when yall were 8. Then another when yall were 10. Luckily yall grew close. James and his dad Robert would offtwn go to your house for dinner.

You’re both now 17 and in 12th grade. You’re at the funeral sitting next to your mom while James is with his dad with the other cops. Your mom, Jackie, walks to the mic.

Jackie: Jonah…h-he was a good man….a good husband…but an even better father. He didn’t deserve to die like this. In this much pain….