It's been a year since Ethan had passed away. You stand by his gravestone reading the words in front of you.
Ethan Hardy
A colleague, friend and brother.
4th October 2014
"You know, mate. It's still not easy. Living life knowing you're no longer here with me. But, that's not to say life has been uneventful. No, far from it. You're never going to believe this, Eth. I'm a dad. Yeah, I know, crazy huh? Taylor turned up out of the blue and told me that I was a dad. Me, a dad. And once again she left me in the loop, left me with the baby. I know what you're going to say, Ethan. Why did I trust her after everything she did? I don't know. I just did because I think a part of me still loved her. But, then again that wouldn't have happened if you were here. You would have told me I wasn't thinking straight. Anyway, now that she's left again I'm left a lone with this baby, my daughter. Yes, I know you're thinking how do I know, well I just do. I know she's my daughter. Her name's Matilda by the way, after mum. I know mum will be proud. It's hurtful to know that my daughter will never see her Uncle Ethan. But, she will know about you, she will know how wonderful, kind and understanding you were. She will know what a supportive brother you were to her dad and she will know what an amazing uncle she would have had. She'll have memories of you because I will show her photos, tell her stories and take her to places we went to together. She will never forget you. I only wish you'd got to see her."