It was summer of 2003 and the weather is warm and humid with occasional rain and thunderstorms. The day was August 14th, I had made plans to spend the day with Patrick’s mom and a friend. We were all going out for lunch and then hit the outlet mall for some shopping.

All throughout the day, Patrick kept calling me on the cellular phone asking me where I was, what I was going to do next and where we are all going at this particular time, so on and so forth. I thought it was odd that he was “monitoring” me that day. I figured maybe he wanted to tag along if he was free or he was making some plans for dinner or maybe he was just bored.

At around 2pm , I got a call from Patrick again asking me if I was on my way home and true enough, I was on my way home. When we (Patrick’s mom, friend and I) arrived, I saw Patrick standing at the door dressed up in his formal attire. He asked if I can come in alone because he wanted to tell me something important so his mom and our friend stayed in the car while I entered my place.

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