Hudson simply observes the tomb from a distance every last week of the month. He was unable to approach that tomb, and he lacked the strength to even approach an inch of it, just to read the name written on the tombstone. He always hands the caretaker of that private cemetery the basket of flowers he always carries, and this is what he fills it with.

He returned to the vehicle after 20 minutes, wearing his gray hoodie jacket. He was filled with nothing but emptiness. He's been feeling this way for a few days and is wondering why. He didn't feel this way even after the woman left his...