She sat there. Beneath the tree. Beside the boy. Below the umbrella.
She sat there before the gravestone. Engraved upon its surface was Oliver J Bennett, 1990 – 2007, Rest In Peace Our Son, Our Friend. She sat there full of exhaustion, full of self doubt, and drained of tears. She could only stare.
She laid her head down beside the gravestone. She closed her eyes. She spoke.
