Jade and Drake were following Mandela and Franbel around, as the two brothers stopped at the cemetery. The atmosphere that it brought upon all four of them was depressing, dead leaves scattered on the floor, gravestones, both dirty and clean, aligned well with faded or ruined colors on top of them. The people around the clean graves held bounties of flowers in their hands, some sat near the graves and talked, like the deceased was still with them and the remaining chose to stay quiet, simply looking at the gravestones and walked away after they got tired of staring. Mandela and Franbel walked, passing through different gravestones, until they reached two gravestones. Gravestones with the names of their parents engraved on them.
FABIAN ASTON WILLIAMS
Here lies a father, a husband, and a
