On a Mysterious Friend

I was talking to my friend Marisa the other day about our now-gone friend Shea. One of the topics of our discussion was how mysterious his life was. We had only really heard of his grandparents, not his parents, and knew very little else about his life growing up. An idea occurred to me that this would be a great research topic. I could collect fragments of information and present it as a final ouvre. It actually reminds me a lot of history seminar assignments. Perhaps this is my yet-to-be-published book.