THE CEMETERY
Miguel leaned back in the car seat, glancing over at his sister, Elizabeth, who sat beside him holding a bouquet of flowers.
"Thank you for coming with me today," Elizabeth said softly, staring out of the window.
Miguel turned to her and smiled gently. "You don't have to thank me, Liz. It's our parents. It’s important for both of us."
Elizabeth sighed and looked down at the flowers in her lap. "I just wish I could have done more for them. Maybe they’d still be—"
"Don’t," Miguel cut in, his voice firm yet comforting. "We did everything we could. You can’t blame yourself for what happened."
Miguel's female subordinate, Ash, sat in the driver’s seat, glanced at them through the rearview mirror. She remained silent, knowing that these moments between Miguel and Elizabeth wer
