Joseph stepped out of the car, taking an umbrella in one hand and holding Ada's cold little hand with the other.
Entering the cemetery, Ada looked at the tombstones stretching into the distance, the gloomy sky pressing down above, making it somewhat suffocating.
Sean had been buried only a few days ago, and his grave was the cleanest among the tombstones.
A bouquet of lilies lay in front of the tombstone, their petals wilted and disfigured by the rain. Ada squatted down to tidy up the flowers, then wiped the photo on the tombstone with her sleeve. In the picture, Sean was young, wearing a suit, smiling brightly, and his eyes were full of wisdom and spirit.
It was his wedding photo, and his mother's photo was also from the wedding. They looked harmonious together, as if
