I probably went to Krissy's house every afternoon after school. She was a town kid, and whenever there was a game or dance or banquet going on, I'd head over to her house and we'd kill time, mostly trying on her sister's make-up and snitching her mom and dad's Benson and Hedges. As we grew up, we graduated to buying our own Marlboro's and make-up.
Krissy is funny and gorgeous and brave and takes no shit from anyone.
Krissy's dad died from stroke-related complications four years ago.
Krissy's mom died Monday after a two-year struggle with cancer.
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I'm sorry for Krissy's and your loss. Our friends' parents so often become like our own. It also hurts when the people we love lose the people they love.
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