Something that I had to write. Because I know how some of あなた feel. So...here it is. For those who have no clue how it feels, be glad. But this might help, I hope.
Becca climbed up the hill, looking around. She reached the top, finding him. She sat 次 to him, taking his hand. He responded によって entwining their fingers together and giving her a quick, sad smile. They sat in silence for a time, just thinking and looking around. At one point, Becca moved to another set of graves right 次 to the one she had been sitting in front of. She put a bouquet of wild バラ on her mother's grave. She teared...
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