8: Carol
ri
i received a call tha
o the hospital, only to be to
crubs and a tired expression t
the corridor, overwhelmed by a pain
husband to meet her mum, the weight of those memor
distant hum of passing cars reminded Naomi that the world hadn
hem of her black flared gown, making it sway gently around her ankles. It was a simple dress with thin straps
acks, even a black coat he hadn't bothered to button. His fingers brushed h
e. The marble stone was smooth, the name carved clearly at the
, watching her, then slowly stepped away, his phone buzzing in his pocket. He didn't speak, only offe
was
or the space, thou
s trail over her mother's name. Th
ke the stillness, bare
quicker, like she was holding somethi
en know whe
herself all the way to the ground, sitting on her knees. The grass was cool an
t, broken laugh. "It was beautiful. You woul
n her bottom lip as s
d to me. He's sweet, and funny, and
the corners of her eyes. She didn't wa
opped to a whisper. "But there's som
slightly, her arms
You were in it. Wi
, searching for words sh
u doing with
er cheek, her voice breaking again.
fell, her hands now clenche
you could just... tell me.
letting the tears fall freely now. The wind moved soft
um," she whisp
nts, tears falling freely, the cool bree
ard the soft, unfami
a remarka
ay was a woman, elegant in a simple but striking black dress, her dark sunglasses hidin
ing creeping over her. She fe
e I seen
pt a respectful distance. "I'm sorry if I s
face quickly, and stared
u d
ere business partners. Good fr
ver heard her mother mention anything about a busines
ugh when she had to be. We worked
another question, a fa
mi
His smile faltered just for a second when he saw the woman, and Naomi caught it.
stretched wider as
ee you aga
eart skip
ai
htening. She didn't care about the woman's polite smile or
"It's... been a while," he said, his voice stead
tronger. She hadn't seen
into her bag and pulled out a business card, which she handed gentl
ainst the woman's. She glanced down at it. The name
ine F
but she didn't say
ast look, then turned to
pping for a moment. See you
Naomi standing there, holding the card, a