Kids. These 'miracles' as mom always calls them. To me, they're just little time bombs. They are going to die one day. As am I, as is my mother, as is their mother. Yes, that is morose, but it is the truth.
Will's father, Mr. Halloway. The astranged father of my best friend. They are father and son, but seem like less than strangers. Mr. Halloway's eyes show sorrow and grief when he looks at Will. I know that Will knows.
My Best Friend, Will. We have been through it all together. Our moms even left for the hospital together when we were born! He was born one minute before midnight on October 30, and I was born one minute after midnight on October 31.