You look in the mirror as you brush your hair. You put it into a fishtail braid and place the brush gently down. You smile. You're wearing the dress he loves so much. The white lace dress with yellow daisies on the bottom of the skirt. You put on a quick spray of perfume and go to the kitchen to pack a picnic basket. You but in two glasses and a bottle of champagne. You smile and close the front door and climb onto your bike.
What a beautiful day. It's your 6 year anniversary already. Time flies doesn't it.
You park the bike by the entrance. You take a deep breathe as you grasp the basket and take step and step towards the spot. You walk for a minute until you find it. You put the basket down when you find it and sigh.
In memory of Hamilton Nash Grier
The grave reads. You sit beside it and lay your head against the cold stone
"Nash. Oh Nash...I miss you so much." The tears begin to come up. At that moment you swore you heard a faint whisper.
"I miss you too babe. Heaven isn't perfect without you."
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