CHAPTER THIRTY.

After walking for a while, the two of them finally came to a stop in front of a tombstone and Nick could already see the inscription of her name on it. His heart squeezed tight in pain as he saw her name and picture, a very young life cut short.

“This is her tombstone, I have been sick for a while, that is why you can see it all dusty. The other families come to take care of theirs but no one has ever come to see her or even clean her grave”

In a sorry tone, “I was out of town old lady and I just recently found out that my sister died” he gulped as he spoke and the woman could see the sad look on his face.

“You look well off, you should buy her flowers and take very good care of her. She deserves it”

“Thank you ma” Nick replied and watched her walk away slowly before he turned to her tombstone.

It was the same picture he had that they used and she looked so alive In that picture.

“Sister” he called slowly as he bent towards the grave and began to use his hands to push away the dirt wh