Thoughts are in Italics 

I’m pacing in our hotel room trying to calm myself for today. It’s not working at all. I’ve already thrown up several times. Ashley is taking a shower, and I’m so nervous I didn’t even try to hop in with her. The finger nails I did have are gone too. It’s going to take me forever to get them back to way they where.

Houdini is just watching me intently as I pace. He actually got his own bed last night. At least he didn’t whine.

I hear the shower cut off, and Ashley comes out in nothing but a towel. I look her up and down taking in her wet glistening body. Where is that t-shirt again. I should of wore it under my clothes, so I can be like superman or something and rip it off when I’m needed.

"Are you ready to go babe?" How did I miss her getting dressed. I need to stop zoning out so much.

"Yeah. I guess. Do we have to go?" I tried to pout just encase. Nope didn’t work.

Ashley just laughed and shook her head no. She slips on her shoes and tells me come on. We’re getting breakfast first. Great like I can eat with my stomach doing back flips and not the good kind.

We pull through McDonald’s for breakfast. I humor Ash and order a sausage n biscuit and coffee. I pick at it until Ashley is finished eating hers before getting up to throw our garbage away.

"Come on. Let’s take a stroll down memory lane" I need to limit her old movie intake per month.

"What? Why?"

"Visit the past and for closure"

"Okay but the past is not that great"

"Come on" We load back up in the car and take off to wherever she decided we needed to be.

"Why are we here?"

"You need to talk them and tell them about yourself now." She brought me to a cemetery. "Go talk we’ll wait over here." I just nodded and headed towards the two grave stones. I have three to visit total.

I reach the site and take a seat looking at the two markers. They’re my grandparents grave stones. I haven’t been here since about a year after my grandfather died. They only died a year apart. I really do miss them.