James and Thomas were sitting in one of the front pews of the church with their father. They had been doing this for as long as they could remember, ever since they were brought to church as babies. As the priest walked out of the church with his altar boys in tow, James and Philip were singing along with the hymns with all their might, and Thomas was singing too, but with not quite so much passion. As the mass came to a close and people started making their way out, James, Thomas, and Philip began to pick up their coats, and walked out. When they passed the priest, Father Matthew, the three boys stopped to shake his hand and thank him for the mass. As they continued to walk away from the church, James and Thomas said goodbye to their father in unison, and began to walk to the graveyard.

"I can't believe that it's-" James started saying before he was cut off by Thomas

"Already been ten years," Thomas finished James's sentence for him, "I wonder how-"

"Eli's coping," This time, James finished Thomas's sentence.

"Probably alright," James suggested, "He's a-"

"Strong kid" Thomas said as him and James turned around a corner, where they could see Eli, Liam, and Alice. They walked over to them, saying, "Hey, how are you doing?" in unison. Thomas saw that Liam had some cigarettes, "Mind if I have one?" he asked. He hadn't had any cocaine since the previous afternoon, and whilst nobody knew that, it was stressing him out. Meanwhile, James walked over to Eli, "Everything all right, buddy?" he asked.