He ran until his lungs burned, but he didn’t stop. He found the familiar grave beneath an old oak tree.
Kevin fell to his knees in front of the cold stone. He was exhausted and heartbroken.
“Mom, I miss you so much,” he whispered through his tears. “It’s so bad here without you. Please take me with you. I don’t want to stay there anymore.”
He closed his eyes, imagining his mother was nearby. The cemetery was dead silent, save for the wind in the branches.
But suddenly, he felt a touch. Someone placed a hand on his shoulder.
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