CHAPTER FIVE

Mary Parker

I entered the cemetery holding a bouquet of White Roses and carnations and knelt down in front of Claudia's grave as soon as I found it, was as I left the last time I came to visit a few days ago, the flowers were on top of the grave just as I left them the years before, beside our family pictures, trips, we were always smiling and having fun

" You don't know how much I miss you my sister."

This was the only sentence I managed to say before the tears started to fall down my face. I leaned against her grave and continued to cry.

" Mrs. Mary, are you all right?" - questioned the gravedigger

" There's no way to be all right when you visit the deceased."

" Do you want me to help you with something?"

" I want you to leave and leave me alone. "

" Ok "

At this moment I got up, walked to the other side of the tomb and took one of our pictures, it was the picture of our first international trip, we went to Italy and Claudia took this picture of us in front of the Coliseum in Rome.