It's been three months since Thomas J was stung by all the bees. I remember how sad my Dad was when he broke the news to me. I know it must have been the hardest funeral he had ever had to co-ordinate. I knew Shelly was a wreck when she had to do his make-up, although both she and my dad tried very hard not to show it. I know they understand that he was my very best friend in this whole world. He was my only friend and now he is dead. I'm not mad at them in anyway, really I'm not.

I just wish Thomas J was here. He would comfort me through this, but he isn't. He is gone and I am still here missing him like crazy. I know I have Judy as a friend, she is the only one in my class who cared that Thomas J was taken from me, but it isn't the same as having Thomas J by my side, climbing trees, fishing and squirting water. Judy doesn't like any of those things and that's okay. I think I would feel weird climbing trees with Judy. That was Thomas J's thing.

I don't think anyone really knows how much I miss Thomas J or how guilty I feel that Thomas J died while finding my mood ring, right after he had kissed me and asked me to think of him if I don't get to marry Mr. Bixler. Like he was some sort of consolation prize I told Thomas J I would and he rode away looking so happy and I hadn't given him a second thought. Now that he is where my mother is, in heaven, the place no one ever came back from, I wish I could see him again and tell him how much he means to me as my best friend in the whole world. Shelly says he already knows does he?