-Jesse

She led me towards a hill. Why a hill? I remembered what she said and kept quiet. We started climbing the hill and I took in the beauty around me.

The crisp green and brown hues around me. The sounds of the birds and the rustling of the trees. It was so peaceful, I could appreciate why Petra brought me here. Then she stopped on top of a miniature hill. And I did the same. Right in front of us, was a tree. A tree with blue ribbons on it. Each ribbon was tied on every twig, every branch. The ribbons rustled, as if greeting Petra.

I knew her favorite color was blue but there were also orange ribbons. "What is this?" I asked, abandoning the rule not to talk. "A tree." she replied simply and took out a orange lily. She placed it on the ground and I noticed a lot of flowers around the tree. And a grave.

I stepped back, knowing why I had to be quiet. Her mother's grave; it was here. I took Petra's hand, knowing she needed support.

-End