I Don't Know When He will Leave Me (A Touching Story)

Gently, I placed Sonia in a shallow grave. She didn't cry, just gazed at me with sorrowful eyes.

"Wait!" I cried suddenly.

Tears flowed down my cheeks, freezing before reaching my chin. Soiled hands and clothes, I looked like a mess. I used the back of the shovel to clear the soil.

"Rest now, Sonia. Close your eyes," I murmured, dropping the spade. A purple petal from the flowers on her chest scattered into the wind, its path followed in the gray light. The sun, if it had shown, would have blinded us...................