“Who?”
“Dad. I mean where he was buried” tears trickled down her eyes
“He's really gone”
“Oh honey,” I pulled her into an embrace, “you still have me”
She sniffed “I know” wiping snort of her face, “I just found it so difficult to believe” she muttered
“Me too Lil” I sighed, so much is happening in such a short time, I don't really blame her, the transition is indeed a lot to process.
“Who built the tomb?”
“Celeste”
“The rude lady with you?”
I chuckled, “Celeste is not rude, she just didn't like you”
Her smile faded, “oh, many people don't”
I shrugged, “you can't really blame them though”
Her gaze dropped to the ground, “I know, I just..” she paused, looking hesitant on what to say next, “well, nevermind. She did a nice job” she smiled, “I'm really grateful”
“Celeste
