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position for too long. She took my hand in hers, and we
walked toward her parents’ headstones.
“Hey, mom,” Lila said, her voice cracking. “I’ve got
someone for you to meet.”
Catalina Garcia.
The sun shines brighter because she was here.
Beloved mother, wife and daughter.
She pointed at the tombstone beside her mother. “And
that’s my dad. Dad meet Maddox, Maddox meet Dad.” A
small, wobbly smile appeared on her lips. “And no, daddy.
He’s not my boyfriend.”
Zachary Wilson.
A gentle man and a gentleman.
Loving father and loving husband.
What a beautiful memory you left behind.
My throat clogged with emotions, so I nodded in
greeting. “It’s good to finally meet you, Mr. and Mrs.
Wilson.”
Lila knelt down in front of the headstones. She brought
her legs to her chest and wrapped her arms around her
knees again. I realized, now, that she was trying to
physically shield herself from the pain. I joined her as I
tried to understand what I was feeling. There was a heavy
weight on my chest, and it almost made it harder to
breathe. Lila was eerily quiet for the longest time before
she finally spoke.
“You scare me,” she whispered.
“Why?” You scare me, too.
“Because I trust you. Because I want to tell you what
I’ve never told anyone before.”
Same, Lila. Fucking same.
“Do you know what hurts the most?” Lila said, sniffling.
“The regret.”
I waited for her to continue to tell her story.