so lois went to the funeral. she went, she cried, she spoke beautifully. not in the way ashton would have liked though. she looked at all the crying people and she knew that they weren't ready to let him go yet either. when she stepped down and took her place in the many rows of people luke took her hand and squeezed it in his.
when they left the funeral lois went to his grave. she left a large envelope and a bunch of daisies sitting on top of where he lay. the envelope read: to my dearest ashton.
she sat there for a while. not crying, just talking to him like she always used to and telling bad jokes that they once probably would have laughed at and rolled their eyes. it was one sided though, she tried as hard as she could just to get him off her mind.
soon they left, arms around luke's shoulders she walked off. there was the four of them walking, to who knows where.