by Smitty
They walked down the path toward her favorite spot.
Roger could not understand why, the closer they got, the slower dad walked, the more heavy his sighs became, the more freely his tears flowed. Somehow he felt guilty.
“I’m so sorry, daddy.”
Daddy was sobbing by the time they got to the tree where she awaited them, marked by the simple cross that bore her name: Janet Green 1987-2011.
“Oh Roger, you must never blame yourself. You’re the least *sob* guilty person of all.”
Daddy was on his knees. Instinctively Roger hugged him fiercly.
“I’m just glad you survived the crash.”
via Darleen