Gage
The sting of the needle piercing my skin hurt like hell but it was a welcome kind of pain. Today was my last day of leave and I wanted to get this done. We finally got Jericho's ashes back last week and I had sent my portion to the tattoo artist immediately. I had ordered Wrens locket with an engraving of his fingerprint and his ashes made into it. It would be ready today and I was going to swing by the jeweler on the way home to grab it. The urn for him however was tiny. It was small and marbled with his name engraved on the side. Wren had insisted on having doves engraved next to his name as well and somehow I just knew it was perfect.
We've been home for a month now and we were finally getting back to our new normal. As I thought she would, she couldn't handle the house the way
