[Delivery to Sam at the hospital]
[The journal is nothing special, just a composition notebook from the drug store, but it's filled with Liam's tidy handwriting. Dated the day of the shooting, as soon as he heard about it, it's a collection of thoughts and musings about the years since they have known one another. Sometimes, it's just about his day, about Ben, about the dogs. Sometimes there are penned worries about her, wondering how she is, hoping to hear news soon. There are snippets of fiction placed within, drabbles of thought that start and end abruptly.
Towards the end, the pages are filled with his thoughts about their friendship, musings of the past, and at the very end, the page is simply filled with the following:
I miss my best friend.
Accompanying the journal is a book of photographs of flowers, a sticky note on the inside front cover: 'I thought these would last longer than the real thing'.]