Sunflower

"It's nice to have someone who will just listen and not tell you they feel sorry. it's nice to have someone who knows what to say." I respond, my voice quiet. "Is that why you came with me to the cemetery?" I ask, a smile creeping onto my lips as I remember her calling me a murderer. She cooked up quite the scheme that day.

"I had a feeling." She says. "You had that look."

"The look? Right." I laugh, mocking her.

"No," She begins, a laugh now escaping her lips. "That's not-"

"No, no. I understand." I say, still laughing. The tears in her eyes disappear and she laughs. "It's the look of quiet desperation and sadness, the one that says, please notice me so I can tell you my sob story."

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Maya, fresh out of college is looking for a way to balance a job, her friends, and her grandma. Afraid to leave her cancer ridden grandma by herself, Maya doesn't spend much time with her friends. While her friends know of her situation, none of them understand it. Maya finds herself emotionally lonely, just hoping for someone to understand what she is going through, hoping someone will understand why she has such a hard time leaving home.

Archer has a brand new job as a student teacher at an elementary school. A year ago, he lost his little brother to cancer, now bringing a sunflower to his grave everyday. Trying hard to navigate through loss and frustration, he finds himself looking for something constant. For him, it was Maya Jones.