Candy’s POV.
I don’t know how long have been standing here with my hand on my dad’s bike but it feels truly like a lifetime.
I smile remembering all the times dad rode around with me sitting in front, or when he tried to teach Celia how to ride. She was terrified at first but soon got the hang of it. As much as it hurts my heart for what she did, she will always be ingrained in the memories I have of him. The memories I have here.
He raised her and loved her, and for so long I thought she was his daughter. Until she wasn’t and she is the reason he is dead.
“Hey Cotton.” I turn my head and look over my shoulder and see him. He walks closer to me as I turn my head back. He steps to my side and pulls me to him. My head rests on his shoulder than we both stand in silence as we look at my
