by The grass crunched beneath her as she took a step towards the old weather-worn tombstone. A blank expression on her face as she looked down at the object, at a loss for what to do.
It had been a while since she had visited, perhaps too long.
What kind of friend was she?
"Bonjour Simon," she spoke quietly her English flowing more with her French accent, "I am talking funny now, too yes?" She gave a soft laugh and paused as if waiting for a response although she had long since learned there never could be one.
She once used to pretend that she could hear a response back, but even that little hope had died. She wasn't a little girl any more, and she wasn't the girl that had befriended the boy that now laid in the ground.
Slowly she sunk to the grass, her voice broke in something suspiciously like a sob.
"I'm sorry, Simon."
It had been a while since she had visited, perhaps too long.
What kind of friend was she?
"Bonjour Simon," she spoke quietly her English flowing more with her French accent, "I am talking funny now, too yes?" She gave a soft laugh and paused as if waiting for a response although she had long since learned there never could be one.
She once used to pretend that she could hear a response back, but even that little hope had died. She wasn't a little girl any more, and she wasn't the girl that had befriended the boy that now laid in the ground.
Slowly she sunk to the grass, her voice broke in something suspiciously like a sob.
"I'm sorry, Simon."
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