A man, a woman, and a teenage girl stood at the headstone of a grave under a tree.
"He would have been twenty-seven today," Susan said. "Nathan was such a good boy." She looked at her husband. "Tell me we raised him right, Henry."
"We taught him to be honest, fair, to respect people, and to always do the right thing, Susan," Henry said. "That's all parents can do. We have taught Lisa the same thing and she is growing into a fine young woman." He looked at the headstone. "I just wish we could get the man who did this to us."
"He was pardoned," Susan said. "He did something the president found deserving of one. He and his friends were all pardoned."
"Why would the president pardon a man who killed a boy?," Henry asked.
At home, Henry saddled up his horse. "Susan, I will be back as soon as I possibly can," he told his wife. "You do anything you must to keep both you and Lisa safe."
"Dad, where are you going?," Lisa asked as she exited the house.
"I have something important to do, sweetie," Henry replied. "You stay here and help your mother. I will be back as quickly as I can. I'll bring you both back gifts."
"I love you, Daddy," Lisa said as she hugged Henry.
Henry hugged Susan and then mounted his horse. He rode away at a trot. Susan and Lisa watched until they couldn't see neither Henry nor the horse.
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