even if they were just there because of the anger and grief over the loss of a best friend. Cameron, lost in thought, drove his car robotically following the car ahead of him. It wasn’t until he reached the cemetery gates that he noticed that the sun had gone away. Cameron, almost excited, looked up through the unopened sun roof only to see the steeple of the church blocking the sun. It was still a beautiful spring day.

With his dark brown eyes bloodshot and his usually tan face flush with red Cameron got into his car after the funeral. He was a wreck and drove home slowly but only looking straight ahead of him for the whole trip.