-Petra

I stood with Jesse at the base of the tree and watched the ribbons. I wanted to show Jesse the tree. I closed my eyes and remembered.

"Petra?" My mom called. I peeked around the corner and laughed as my mom came barreling towards me, with Ivor in one arm, she scooped me up and Ivor and I laughed as she spun us around.

"Darlings, I baked your favorite cookies!" She sang and hauled us into the kitchen, making Ivor and I laugh.

I opened my eyes to see Jesse touching the tree. "I couldn't remember how my mom died. But I knew she died because of me." I told him and he stepped away from the tree.

He stood there silently and I was kind of glad that he did not say anything. Most people would say their condolences, or say they're sorry. But not with Jesse. He understood me even though we've only met three years ago. Three long years. And they were not going to waste.

-End