Short Story #8
“Well, Lilly, I have an update for you.” The voice spoke low and unhurried given that it was just them alone on this humid evening. He cherished these little moments with just her. “Will is finally learning to draw again. His art is a little bit darker, but I am reminded that he has to take baby steps in order to rediscover the artist within. He mostly uses black, dark blue, bloody red, and gray colors, though. As for Cindy, she is finally bringing home good grades. She also brought home her first boyfriend, Shah, who is a nice boy. He has been a pillar for her to lean on. He also surfs and he’s actually teaching Cindy to catch the waves.”
James wearily smiled and placed the bouquet of his late wife’s favorite flowers on the grave. It’s been two and a half years since the light of his life went out of this world plunging it into temporary darkness.
I can’t bear being apart from you any longer, but just a little more. Just a little more and then I’ll be with you.