Hudson's POV:
With every step I took my body felt weaker.
I passed her room.
I smelled her perfume.
I tried to walk towards the kitchen to find my family.
"Hudson...."
"Hi Aggy"
"How are you doing?"
"Ok I guess"
I sat on down in one of the kitchen chairs.
"Hudson, I don't want you to worry about anything alrighty sweetie. Me and your uncle will get everything worked out"
"Oh. Ok"
"Would you like something to eat?"
If I ate I would puke.
"No thank you"
She looked at me with sad eyes.
"Hudson. I want you to know you can stay here with us. Your welcome to live in the bunk house as long as you want."
I couldn't really go home. But would it be to hard to stay?
"Thanks" I said.
"I'm going to go look in her room" I say as I get up from the table.
I slowly walk down the hall in the direction of her room again, this time I enter.
Everything is the same.
It's like she's still here.
I walk over to her bed and crawl on top of it.
"Gam's i'm so sorry I didn't hang out with you more. I should have said I love you more, should have hugged you more, said thank you more."
I start to talk to her....well at least I talk to the empty room.
I pull off my sweater which exposes my new tattoo.
I laugh a little to myself.
"You would have hated this eh Gams. But I got it for you."
I examine the tender spot and let a tear roll down my cheek before exiting her room.
I left the house and headed back to mine, I needed to have another nap.
This sadness was over whelming.
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