Six Months Later
Ryan reached for Charity’s hand. There was a slight pressure as she squeezed his hand. There were also the unmistakable sounds of muffled subs coming from her as well. Words escaped him. It was all so hollow. Meaningless.
“It isn’t fair,” she cried, turning to face him. “Our little girl should be having fun. Falling in love. Figuring out what she wants to be when she grows up.”
Pulling her into his arms, smoothing her soft long hair. ‘I know,” he whispered. What could he say? Life wasn’t fair. They’d never know what Unity would have become only what she was. Their beloved little girl. Gone too soon.
Sniffing “I should be relieved that she’s not in pain anymore.” Her fingers curled around the collar of his jacket “I want her back. I want my baby back.”
Kissing the top of her head mumbling “me too.”
They were the last to leave the cemetery. Neither of them wanted to leave their little girl behind. As the sun began to set they turned from the freshly dug grave knowing that their little girl had gone ahead of them and one day they’ll see her again.












