Dear Blackjack,
This is the last time that I call you as Blackjack. You dislike people to call you as Blackjack, but we keep calling it. Now, I promise you, but is too late. Your leaving was really sudden and hard to accept it. Last two weeks, I just had a talk with you. Now, I can't talk with you anymore. I'm really upset when hear this bad news expecially is yours. Lately, I already receive many bad news, and I never think that one of them is yours. What can I do except receive and face the fact? I need energy and I believe that your family and friends need strength too.
Rest in peace...
Regard,
Amy
Today, give a stranger one of your smiles. It might be the only sunshine he sees all day.
