Irene drove out of town, and only stopped by a flower shop where she purchased a bouquet of rare white roses, then she drove down to the Cemetery. She parked at the entrance and walked in calmly. She hadn't been here for over a year and now the whole place looks different.
She got to a cobblestone that was finely polished, the words written on the stone was bold and a picture of a smiling Woman was pasted on the cobble wall. "In loving memory of Harriet Ford..."
"Hi Mom" she said dropping to her knees.
"I brought you your favorite roses" she said calmly.
"You probably think I'm a bad child, after all, that's what everyone thinks. And maybe it's the truth" she said in a laugh.
"I go clubbing, I drink a lot, I buy clothes and shoes and bags and I forget to send allowance to Alyssa and M
