My grandfather just joined Mr. Bell this morning.
He passed suddenly and unexpectedly.
We got into an argument a few months back and we both said some very hurtful things.
My grandmother called last Monday and asked me to stop by to mend things, but I wouldn't hear of it.
I really don't know if I can live with myself knowing that he died thinking I hated him.
I'm sorry for grieffagging in the bread. I'll go find a hole to kms now.