I kept my eyes at my grandfather's grave for a pretty good time as tears flowed down my eyes. I didn't want to leave.
However suddenly a shadow appeared at the edge of my vision. I was too weary to deal with any stragglers. At this moment, I wanted to melt away with the rain and disappear.
The storm around me shifted, subtle, but strange. As if the wind suddenly changed direction, brushing past my neck with unnatural focus, like it carried a breath rather than a breeze.
I closed my eyes, sighing heavily as I summoned the energy to face whoever was standing in front of me. There was nothing left in me, but the presence wouldn't go away. Resigning myself to face one more person for the night, I looked up.
"Can I help.....
The smell hit me first not rain, not mud, but something warm and
