Haisley wrapped her scarf around her neck and pulled her coat around herself tighter. She let out a heavy sigh. She was a lot more confident about this decision earlier this morning.
She climbed out of the car, grabbing her bag with her. She wandered along the pebbled path until she found the right row, then counted the headstones until she reached the right ones.
She sat down in front of the large, dual grave, ignoring the wet snow that would soak her pants quickly. She let out a sigh, not sure exactly what to say. She leaned forward, brushing the snow from the headstone.
Haisley opened her bag and pulled out the flowers she brought; she knew they wouldn’t last long but still thought she should bring some. She divided the bunch into two and dropped them into the two small bouquet ho
