It is a most unpleasant thing to discover, months later, one of your high school chums was beaten then shot to death (ie murdered). As is the case with me: Open up the newspaper this morning to flip through it and right there on the front page I see something about one of my friends from the good ol' days being murdered. I was shocked! Why didn't anyone tell me?
Middle and high school were never chock full of pleasent memories, but she was always nice to me, and, sometimes, we'd even eat lunch togther.
This is not a good thing to learn five months after the fact.