We walk for what
feels like forever until I see a large sycamore tree in the middle of a field
of purple flowers. It seems out of place, yet perfectly set at the same time.
Kaiden walks over to
it and sits down, leaning his back against the thick trunk. He seems at peace,
which is a new look for him. His body is eased as he stretches his long legs
out without a care in the world.
I stare. Not just at
him, but at the tree. It’s huge with its long branches and bright green leaves
transitioning into yellow and orange and red that give the space a beautiful
kind of life. Lo would have loved this spot. She would have dragged me out and
stayed here until Mama called our names in frantic worry. Lo always wanted to
be free, out in the open, surrounded by trees and plants and animals.
Suddenly, the tears
that had finally stopped falling on the way over begin building again until
everything blurs. Bottom lip trembling, I hear Kaiden’s heavy sigh.
“What’s wrong now?”
I answer silently
what my emotions won’t let me speak aloud.
Lo was buried under a sycamore tree.
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