Her hair was floating with the wind. Olive was walking slowly with the face soak in tears. She placed herself in front of him.
-Do you remember that summer when we got lost in the forest? I told you that was scared about wolf ´s attacks. It was a lie. I didn´t want to be alone with you. I was so nervous about telling you what I felt... it was a fun afternoon, but I have regretted not being honest with you since that day. I have been scratching my skin with your eyes for the last fifteen years, with your memory. Yes, it doesn´t matter now but... help me to continue.
Olive left the flower´s bouquet over the grave and waited there in silence looking at the picture that his wife put next to the headstone.
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