Crossroad

>>.the end.<<

"Do you remember telling me we were merely at a crossroad together.

I do.

I remember how that was the last time I heard from you. But, it wasn't the last I heard about you."

I sighed, and wiped the tears from my face. I grabbed the flowers from behind me and placed them on the grave.

"The last time I heard about you was when two soldiers came to my door. I had my daughter placed on my hip and my husband was away on business."

I took a deep, shaky breath.

"When they told me the news, I felt as though my heart was shattered...again."

I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to see my daughter.

"Mom, it's time to go."

I nodded my head and stood up slowly, leaning on my daughter as I grabbed onto my walker. We slowly made our way back to the car. Once we reached the car, I climbed into the passenger seat as my daughter put my walker into the back. She then climbed into the drivers side and turned to me.

"Mom, who is that? You have been coming here every year, on this day, for as long as I can remember. I mean, I remember coming here when I was seven."

"That, my darling, is the first man to break my heart. Twice."