Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow

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"Hey, Goofball we're here," Clementine said in a soft voice,

The small boy looked at the sign and tried to spell out the sign, "Guh, ruh, aye, ve, g-g- grave, ya- yard! Graveyard, what does that mean Clem?"

"This is where you bury your loved ones when they die, it means you can go visit them even when they aren't alive anymore" the blonde stated

"This is where Mum and Dad are buried, AJ, we've come to visit them"

"Why do people have funerals?" The boy added; "It's a very old tradition, going back thousands and thousands of years. To remember the people, we loved and to say goodbye to some you've lost."

"But they're dead" he declared, "This is your last chance to see them before they're gone forever, you were too young to remember our parents' one," the brunette said with a frown.

The teens slowly walked with the young boy through the site, the sight of people crying and sobbing over their loss made the blonde heart fill with sorrow.

"It breaks my heart when soulmates die ten years apart," she said in a melancholic tone,

"And lonely love is left to sit and wait," the brunette added.

Clementine reached the edge of the path and lead her brother and her lover down towards the resting place of her beloved parents, the bitter cold, the amber leaves and the encroaching thick fog which blocked out the sun creating a sombre atmosphere. It looked like it was even going to snow. She stopped when she reached the headstone, the blonde read the engraving on the grey stone block.

'Ed and Diana Marsh- beloved parents and friends, taken too soon, may they rest in peace'

The brunette knelt down on her good leg, resting her hand on the headstone, "Hey, Mum, hey Dad. It's Christmas again, I miss you, AJ does too. I'm back in town again, just over the holiday's I wish you could be here. It's been hard without you; I just hope that you are doing well wherever you ended up. Who knows what happens after you die, you do I know that. Anyways, Merry Christmas, I love you guys"

There was a long silence in the air, Violet placed a hand on her girlfriend's shoulder to comfort her, the blonde motioned for the young boy to come over, he was holding a small bouquet of white carnations, held together with a small red ribbon.

AJ bent down and gave his sister the bundle, she slowly reached out and carefully placed them down on the frozen grass just in front of the stone. The brunette stood up and stepped back, looking up at the sky and the pale grey and cream sky, a small wispy white feather floated in the slight breeze, making its way down to the frozen earth at a snail's pace.

The afro headed boy reached out his hand and pointed his palm up to the sky, the feather landing perfectly in the centre, giggling at the tingling and tickly sensation.

"My Grandma always told me that when someone dies and a white feather lands by you or on you that they are looking out for you. Their spirit watching over you and making sure that you will always be okay in the end, even though your parents aren't here in person to watch you and AJ grow up, they are in spirit." Violet said in a soft, tender voice she took the brunette's hand and squeezed it.

"That's really sweet Vi, it means a lot, you coming here with me, looking after him and just being there for me whenever I need it. Thank you"

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Clementine sat on the cushiony sofa watching the fire, the blonde was asleep by her side, with her head resting on her lap, the brunette brushed the flyaway golden strands of hair behind her ear, a small smile on the blonde's face.

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