44 REMEMBER ME

LUKE'S POV The air was thick with sorrow as we all, mourners gathered at the tranquil cemetery, their hearts heavy with grief. We were at the funeral of my grandfather, and this was indeed a painful moment. We were all seated, the rows of chairs lining the freshly dug grave, adorned with wreaths of white lilies and crimson roses. Lots of faces around here, some were great friends with him. While others were the ones who met him just once, or a couple of times. I didn't know, but everyone loved him around here. I sat alone in a chair near the front, my eyes were puffy and red from the tears which I had shed. My hands trembled as I clutched a black handkerchief. I was trying to find solace in its fabric. The memories of my grandfather flooded my mind, each one a bittersweet reminder of the bond we had shed together. His voice was still echoing in my head. All the things he said, and the fun we had together. These were all precious to me. All these thoughts continued to dwe