CHAPTER NINE
I ran ahead and the moment I reached Sky’s tombstone, I placed the flowers on the ground above where his body lay. I couldn’t believe it! This wasn’t happening. What was my jacket doing here? Come on, Brad? Stop asking yourself silly questions! Where else did you think it would be? You gave it to Sky and this was the spot where his body was laid to rest. I knelt on the ground and gently removed the jacket from the tombstone, hugging it tenderly. A sweet and delicate smell filled my nostrils. That wasn’t my manly musk. There was no way in hell that I could smell so good or sugary. That was Sky’s enchanting smell.
All of a sudden, Mr. Johnson knelt opposite me and placed his flowers next to mine. He bent down and kissed the ground where his son was buried. In an instant, he be
