Every year, I stop in here and never say anything. We never knew eachother, or even talked, but we were next door neighbors. I was 9. There are things I forget all the time, but over all these years, one thing has stuck with me... Alexis Batastini. Not sure what I'm searching for when I stop in here. Maybe reasoning? Maybe an explanation? I don't know. Maybe one day I will find it. But for now, you will be missed. You will never be forgotten. You are forever in my heart, Alexis.-Ally