This is a story about a man named Eddie and it begins at the end, with Eddie dying in the sun. All endings are also beginnings. We just don't know it at the time.
'"Strangers are just family you have yet to come to know"
"Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you're not really losing it. You're just passing it on to someone else."
"Fairness, doesn't govern life and death. If it did, no good person would ever die young"
"memory - wound beneath an old bandage"
"He wakes up the next morning and he has a fresh new world to work with, but he has something else too. He has his yesterday."
"war was his call to manhood"
"Friends are suppose to make up for the thoughtless cruelties of strangers."
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