Blake's point of view:

It was Allie's death today, I left home so early with a sticky note pasted on the bed.

I drove down to the cemetery and parked at the front of the gate. I parked and got down from the car with the banquet of flower in my hand.

I switched off my phone and put it inside the car and locked the car.

I went to her grave since I already know it, it wasn't difficult getting there.

"Hello." I said to her grave as I sat down on her grave.

"How are you doing?" I asked her staring at her name.

"Guess what? I am...