You Kill Me, Roger?

My brother drowned in a river when we were kids. You found out somehow and wrote this for me. Why, to taunt me? Because you think it's amusing to bring up bad memories? Everything clicks in my head, even if I'm no less shocked by it. It's from my dreams, I tell him truthfully. Mr. Morgan goes pale. His grimace turns to open-mouthed shock. The angry look in his eyes is replaced with sudden horror. He takes a step back from me. How do you know that name? I feel different. My head is pounding. But the Dominic part of me fades a little. "I don't know where the nickname