*Isadora*
When the car parks outside the beautiful garden cemetery he is cradling a huge bouquet of excotic flowers, that must have cost him a small fortune in the high end flowers boutique we had stopped at.
“The driver will take you back to the house”. He turns to say, after sliding out with the grace I have already come to expect of him.
I lean towards the door. “We can just wait for you here”.
“No need”. He says, glancing towards the entrance. “And don't worry, I will be home before you are giving your first lesson to the girls”.
Micah closes the door and as the car slowly drives off I look out the window, watching him trudge through the gate. Once again I am hit by that feeling I also had when I saw him walk away from the little home I shared with my brother … and immense loneli
