Bryan arrived at the cemetery early in the morning, the sun just starting to peek over the horizon, casting a soft golden glow on the rows of gravestones. He clutched a small bouquet of wildflowers, Rachel's favorite, as he made his way to her resting place.
" Morning, Rachel, " Bryan greeted softly, placing the flowers delicately on the grave. He sat down, legs crossed, facing her headstone, lost in thought.
" Excuse me, sir? Are you Bryan? "
Startled, Bryan turned to find a young woman standing a few feet away, holding a watering can and a handful of freshly picked roses.
" Yes, that's me, " Bryan replied, a hint of curiosity in his voice.
" I'm Sarah, the caretaker here, " she said with a warm smile. " Your secretary, Lily, called ahead. She mentioned you'd be visiting today. "
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