We visited with Brett and the kids yesterday. They are so sweet, and thankfully still in shock.
Paul got his ass kicked by Austin, the 3 year old, on the video game - Black Ops. It was humbling, I'm sure.
Brett's pissed off, and I can't blame him a bit. It's hard to see the hurt in that family right now.
We polished off a bottle of Jack and Paul drove home as I burst into tears. Sucks.