Violet

I smiled and tilted my head at him. “Am I? Alright then, go on. Tell them how annoying I am. Don’t just stand there like a tree. Mom might get annoyed if she saw that.”

Sebastian looked at me for a moment, as if weighing my words, before finally nodding. He moved forward on his crutches, stopping in front of the graves. His shoulders stiffened at first, then slowly relaxed as he took a breath.

“Mom, Dad, Skylar,” he began, his voice quiet but steady. “How have you guys been? Do you know how much I miss you?” His throat bobbed as he swallowed. “I dream about you almost...