"Mum and dad, all your pills are arranged in order in the third cupboard from the left, absolutely NO REASON TO SKIP THEM. Love you loads, xoxoxoxoxo"

As they carried the body away, he read and reread the bloodstained letter, his booming laughter echoing through the torrent of tears that flowed down his face.

"Typical her: worried about our meds, even with a slit wrist."

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