Jasmine set the Daisies she had picked carefully down on Robert’s grave. Up ahead, she caught site of an elderly couple slowly walking along the gravesites. Every so often they would stop for a moment to look at one. The elderly women tenderly held the gentleman’s hand – her husband??
Jasmine’s thoughts went back to Robert. They were to be married upon his return to the states. Now that would never happen, nor would he ever get to know his daughter nestled safely in Jasmine’s womb.
A tear trickeld down Jasmine’s cheek. “I Love You” Robert she whispered.
Inspired by this photo from What Pegman Saw and the related Google – Street View