Someone in my class from high school was arrested for murder. Apparently he was having an affair with this woman and she was found in a ditch last year shot. They just now arrested him.
I don’t feel crazed, or gossipy about this, I just feel weird.
It’s strange to think of him feeling anger, sadness, or helplessness so much so that he would do such a thing.
EDIT:
Here is the article.
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Wow… I knew him, when I clicked on the link the picture seemed familiar, and then I saw the name. He was in the percussion section my freshman year, and his brother was a couple years after that. It’s really weird to think about.