
"Hey mom, how are you holding up?" He asks, looking up at the cloudy, gloomy sky. The sky looked like it was about to rain. "Is there anything you would like for me to get? And how about you dad?" He finally looks at them, at the cold, dark gravestone. Tears fell from his eyes; he was in pain for his parents are dead, just a few among the others that had died on December 7, 1941.All Rights Reserved
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