this darkest of days, even the lyrics made sense as Summer played through them in her mind.
“Nothing last forever not even the cold November rain”
As the funeral procession marched up to the cemetery delicate flakes of snow started to descend from the heavens, gliding delightfully to the ground and disintegrating in the blink of an eye. Feeling the chill Summer hoped that the service would conclude before the light snow turned into a full blown flurry.
She watched heartbroken as the pallbearers’ carefully and gently lowered the vacant casket into the ground. Then out of insistence from Steve’s parents Summer walked up to the grave to ceremoniously throw the first handful of dirt on to the shiny pine casket
“Good bye” She whispered under her breath as she threw her handful of earth.
“Dust to dust, Ashes to ashes”
Price had decided not to attend the church service as he despised funerals to him they were futile and empty, a last hollow grasp to stoke the dying embers of memory. Even after hundreds of thousands of years people still had such a poor understanding of the circle of life. To live we must die and to die we must live. Death is as inevitable as the night yet people always seem so surprised when it happens. So they cling on to false Gods and religions offering prayers and sacrifice in the blind hope of finding some understanding or some sort of hidden meaning where there is none to be found. The whole world is full of people endlessly searching for something that doesn’t exist.
But despite all that he wanted to be at the burial to offer his support for his protégé, a shoulder to lean on a voice to comfort, whatever comfort he could offer no matter how little it may seem. He was also glad for the mourners that the snow held off long enough to lower the casket and complete the service. He watched as summer threw in the ritualistic first handful of dirt as an endless stream of tears flowed down her face. Her task completed she walked away from the burial site and into the gathering crowd of mourners where Price gave her a consoling pat on the shoulder to let her know he was there. She looked up and gazed into her mentors eyes offering him a weak smile. “At least she had managed smile” Price thought as he stood alongside Summer watching her fellow mourners leave the cemetery as the cold unforgiving snow began falling heavily from the grey sky’s above.
Chapter fifteen
Summer sat inside her old room at her Mother’s house watching the snow fall from the sky it hadn’t stopped for two whole days and a thick white blanket now covered everything in sight. It was cold and annoying yet at the same time beautiful and awe inspiring. Summer was at her mothers as she couldn’t face going back to the home she had shared with Steve for all of two days. She didn’t think she could ever go back there with Steve gone and was seriously considering going back to her old flat. But for now she didn’t want to be alone and her Mother had assured Summer she could stay with her as long as she needed. Linda had been a real rock for Summer and she didn’t think she would of made it through such a difficult time without her, where would anyone be without a Mothers Love and support. Summer knew that there was still a long road ahead before she was anywhere near getting over loosing Steve but at least she had caring people standing by her.
Bored and tired of been stuck inside Summer pulled on a pair a knee high boots, found her woollen gloves, scarf and hat and Put them on along with her customary black trench coat. She then left the house and walked through the crunching snow into town. It was three in the afternoon on a cold December and with the grey sky’s it was already reasonably dark out. But Summer was undeterred and marched town-ward’s none the less not even knowing for sure where she
“Nothing last forever not even the cold November rain”
As the funeral procession marched up to the cemetery delicate flakes of snow started to descend from the heavens, gliding delightfully to the ground and disintegrating in the blink of an eye. Feeling the chill Summer hoped that the service would conclude before the light snow turned into a full blown flurry.
She watched heartbroken as the pallbearers’ carefully and gently lowered the vacant casket into the ground. Then out of insistence from Steve’s parents Summer walked up to the grave to ceremoniously throw the first handful of dirt on to the shiny pine casket
“Good bye” She whispered under her breath as she threw her handful of earth.
“Dust to dust, Ashes to ashes”
Price had decided not to attend the church service as he despised funerals to him they were futile and empty, a last hollow grasp to stoke the dying embers of memory. Even after hundreds of thousands of years people still had such a poor understanding of the circle of life. To live we must die and to die we must live. Death is as inevitable as the night yet people always seem so surprised when it happens. So they cling on to false Gods and religions offering prayers and sacrifice in the blind hope of finding some understanding or some sort of hidden meaning where there is none to be found. The whole world is full of people endlessly searching for something that doesn’t exist.
But despite all that he wanted to be at the burial to offer his support for his protégé, a shoulder to lean on a voice to comfort, whatever comfort he could offer no matter how little it may seem. He was also glad for the mourners that the snow held off long enough to lower the casket and complete the service. He watched as summer threw in the ritualistic first handful of dirt as an endless stream of tears flowed down her face. Her task completed she walked away from the burial site and into the gathering crowd of mourners where Price gave her a consoling pat on the shoulder to let her know he was there. She looked up and gazed into her mentors eyes offering him a weak smile. “At least she had managed smile” Price thought as he stood alongside Summer watching her fellow mourners leave the cemetery as the cold unforgiving snow began falling heavily from the grey sky’s above.
Chapter fifteen
Summer sat inside her old room at her Mother’s house watching the snow fall from the sky it hadn’t stopped for two whole days and a thick white blanket now covered everything in sight. It was cold and annoying yet at the same time beautiful and awe inspiring. Summer was at her mothers as she couldn’t face going back to the home she had shared with Steve for all of two days. She didn’t think she could ever go back there with Steve gone and was seriously considering going back to her old flat. But for now she didn’t want to be alone and her Mother had assured Summer she could stay with her as long as she needed. Linda had been a real rock for Summer and she didn’t think she would of made it through such a difficult time without her, where would anyone be without a Mothers Love and support. Summer knew that there was still a long road ahead before she was anywhere near getting over loosing Steve but at least she had caring people standing by her.
Bored and tired of been stuck inside Summer pulled on a pair a knee high boots, found her woollen gloves, scarf and hat and Put them on along with her customary black trench coat. She then left the house and walked through the crunching snow into town. It was three in the afternoon on a cold December and with the grey sky’s it was already reasonably dark out. But Summer was undeterred and marched town-ward’s none the less not even knowing for sure where she
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