So sophia laid some lilies on the gravestone of her mother and some primrose on the gravestone of her dad. They had always been lovers of flowers and these were their favorite.

Sophia continued walking across the cemetery and when she had finished, she sat on a bench under a large oak tree. Her thoughts were running through the different points of her life since she had last seen her parents. She felt she had missed out on a lot. She was sure her mother was a fabulous women. He father had been so kind to her and gave her a good life.

She could imagine herself, like the ghost...