Eilith’s POV-
Matthew woke me from the quick nap I had in the car, to tell me that we were at the florist closest to my parents’ grave. Going to see them is something I have been meaning to do for a very long time, but I have been unable to get there, especially since everything that happened to me at the hands of Henry. I usually went at least once a month, but when Henry started causing trouble, I stopped going. I think I want to start that up again. Now that things have calmed down. I want to visit their graves more regularly. I want to take my kids there, so I can introduce them to my parents, to their grandparents.
Matthew helped me get out of the car, so that we could go into the florist. There was a bakery a couple doors down from the florist, and I couldn’t help but lick my lip
