Following the sudden and tragic passing of Rick Harrison’s son, Adam, the Pawn Shop’s star breaks silence posting a heartfelt tribute to Instagram.
Adam, 39, died of overdose in Las Vegas on Friday, leaving his family utterly devastated and shocked.
“You will always be in my heart! I love you Adam. 💔,” Rick wrote alongside a photo of himself smiling with Adam at a bar.
Previously, a representative of the family, Laura Herlovich, confirmed Adam’s death to the Las Vegas Review-Journal.
“Our family is extremely saddened by the death of Adam. We ask for privacy as we grieve his loss,” the statement read.
Speaking to Fox News Digital, Rick revealed the exact cause of Adam’s death saying that fentanyl was to blame.
“Yes, I can confirm Adam died from a fentanyl overdose,” the reality-show star said. “The fentanyl crisis in this country must be taken more seriously. It seems it is just flowing over the borders and nothing is being done about it. We must do better.”
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Fans, as well as some of Rick’s celebrity friends, were quick to share messages of condolence.
“I’m so sorry man,” wrote Donald Trump’s son, Donald Trump Jr.
Adam’s brother, Corey Harrison, also paid his tribute to his late sibling on Instagram, sharing an old baby photo of the two of them in a bath.
“Wax wtf I will always love you bubba,” he captioned the image.
Adam was Rick Harrison’s second child from his first marriage to Kim Harrison. Rick later went on to marry his second wife with whom he has son Jake.
While we saw Rick and Corey running the Gold & Silver Pawn and appearing on the show, Adam was not as involved, although it has been reported that he did work with his father.
The Centers for Disease Control and Prevention reports overdose deaths, including synthetic opioids, raising 56.6% from January 2020 to 2021.
The Drug Enforcement Agency lists fentanyl as a Schedule II controlled substance “that is similar to morphine but about 100 times more potent.” Depending on a person’s body, even two milligrams, which is less than a grain of salt, can be lethal.
Our thoughts and prayers go to the Harrison family.
Rest in peace, Adam.
My Daughter and the Neighbors Daughter Look like Sisters, I Thought My Husband Was Cheating, but the Truth Was Much Worse
When the new neighbors moved in, I couldn’t shake the eerie similarity between their daughter and my own. Could my husband have a secret past? I had to confront him, but I soon discovered a truth far darker and more complex than I’d imagined.
There in the backyard, Emma and Lily played, spinning around like two golden sunflowers seeking sunlight. Their laughter echoed in perfect harmony, a sound that should have brought me joy, but instead sent a chill through me.
I squinted, searching for any difference in their appearances, yet they looked almost like duplicates. The same golden curls, button noses, and playful spark in their eyes. Only Emma’s slight height advantage set them apart.
“Heather?” Jack’s voice jolted me out of my thoughts. “Are you okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
I forced a smile, pushing down my racing thoughts. “Just… thinking.”
As weeks went by, my suspicions grew, tangled in Jack’s uneasy glances and the secretive way he avoided our neighbors in conversation. I felt like I was suffocating in my own home, my perfect world now as shaky as a house of cards.
One night, after hours of restless turning, I blurted out, “Is Lily your daughter?”
The silence that followed felt dense and suffocating. Jack, caught off guard, looked at me, his face a mixture of shock and hurt. “Heather, what are you talking about?”
“Don’t pretend, Jack. The girls look identical, and you’ve been avoiding the neighbors. Just tell me the truth.”
Jack finally sighed, shoulders heavy with a burden I hadn’t understood. “Heather, this is insane. I’d never betray you. But it’s not that simple. I… I can’t talk about this now.”
He left the room, leaving me reeling with unanswered questions.
The following day, desperate for clarity, I sent Emma off to play with Lily and then went to their house. I asked Lily’s father, Ryan, about his wife, and he invited me in. In the living room, there were only photos of Ryan, Lily, and family members who looked nothing like the girls. My eyes caught a large photograph of a blonde woman up the stairs.
“Is that Lily’s mom?” I asked, heart pounding.
Ryan’s face fell. “Yes, that’s Mary. She’s no longer with us.”
“Because of Jack? They had an affair, didn’t they?”
Ryan shook his head, horrified. “No. Jack and Mary were family. She was his sister.”
The room blurred around me as the truth sank in. Jack’s sister, Mary, was Lily’s mother. He had been carrying the weight of a fractured family and the regret of not being there for her.
When I returned home, Jack was waiting in the kitchen, his face ashen and vulnerable. “Heather,” he began, voice thick with emotion, “I wanted to protect you from the broken pieces of my past. I failed my sister, and I’ve been carrying that guilt.”
As he opened up, I saw years of pain and regret unravel before me, the distance between us shrinking with each word. By the time we finished talking, I felt closer to Jack than ever.
Outside, Emma and Lily’s laughter drifted through the open window. Watching them play side by side, they still looked like twins, but now, their resemblance didn’t feel haunting. Instead, it felt healing—a testament to a family reuniting, finding new strength in second chances. Their laughter echoed in the golden light, a promise of new beginnings that filled me with warmth instead of fear.
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