Franco As I drive to my mother's house, I feel a heaviness inside me. This isn't right. Getting married was the first thing that came to my mind to try and make up for my actions. But right now, I think it's not right. I can't tie her down. I'm too old and carry a heavy weight on my soul. Maybe I rushed into offering marriage. I know we're not living in the past when these situations were handled this way. I must be aware that she's barely going to turn twenty and consider what I could offer her as a partner. My best years were lost in the sadness of Annette's departure. All that was left was an empty shell without a soul. I decide to detour to her resting place. If I'm going to get married, I'll tell her first. Although people might judge me crazy for doing this, I've never cared. I