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I responded with a nonchalant shrug and a "sure." It was obvious that she appreciated the little gesture. When we were standing on the same level as Sam's headstone, I pulled over to the side of the walkway and halted so that she could go over there by herself.
Because I was her near guard, no matter how close we got to each other, I wasn't allowed to give her any more privacy than this. It didn't matter how close we got to each other. It made me feel sick to my stomach to think that she would have to interact with him in my presence.
My knowledge was limited, but it was possible that she wanted to discuss me with him. I remained still and observed as she removed all of the withered flowers and leaves off his grave before replacing them with her own and scattering a few dandeli
