Chapter 18I was sitting on the stoop outside of my home petting a stray cat, when Kayley came up to me and wrapped her arms around me from behind. I told her how much I missed Francis, told her that the pain has not gone away, and I was not too sure how long it would take until it did.
“It’s only been a month since she has died, I understand. There is no rush you know.” Kayley said whispering in my ear.
I smiled wide and I know that she felt it. As I felt her smile through my body.
I rose from the stoop and began walking up the steps toward the house. Kayley had my hand in hers, and for the moment handholding was fine. She was not dressed all fancy like today, but she did look good. She was in a pair of blue jeans and a Pink Floyd T-shirt. She let her hair down and she had it straight,
