“Pretty roses”
The little blonde haired girl holding my hand said. I knelt down and kissed her cheek.
“Now, give those pretty yellow roses to Mama”.
She put down the bouquet on the tombstone of my daughter. I also placed a bouquet of red roses for my wife.
“Grandpa, what are these leafy things in Mama’s pretty roses?”.
“Those are ferns, Maple”.
“So pretty!”.
I laughed then hugged her tight.
“Go to your Daddy, ok?”.
She nodded then skipped away.
I faced the two tombstones. I looked at Heather’s then whispered “Our first grandchild. She is such a gem. Just like Lizzie. I miss you, my love”.
I looked at Lizzie’s. “Thank you. For teaching me how to be a father. I love you my little Fern”.
I didn’t notice that Maple returned to my side. She asked
“Who are you talking to, Grandpa?”.
I lifted her and placed her on my shoulders.
“I was talking to your mother”.
The little girl looked up then said.
“They’re smiling at you now, Grandpa”.
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Elizabeth Fern
Genç KurguFeel free to comment on each Chapter. tnx! It was raining that day. People all stared at me, as if they’re waiting for me to break down. Truth is, I really do want to cry my heart out but I can’t. I can’t even speak. It’s as if there’s a huge lump i...
