Shannon’s POV.
After speaking to mom with Chance. I felt better. I hadn’t been here to see her in four years. The last time I was here was the day I left to live my life. I sat in the same spot and talked for hours with her.
Telling her everything that had happened and how dad was letting me go. I even told her I didn’t know if I was ever going to return and that no matter where I went, she would always be in my heart, and she is. Always.
“Come on, little man, it’s getting late and Santa is coming tonight, baby.” I say to Chance and he nods before he crawls from my lap and moves to hug the headstone.
“Love you, nanny, see you soon, otay?” He says and I smile at him as I stand, lifting the dead flowers to take with me.
“I will be back to see you again soon, mom when we lay dad, Shane,
