In so few words

He told Trent he'd love her until he died. Trent sighs, happy to see the smile on Harold's face.

"Trent? Mind giving me a moment alone with him?" LeShawna looks at Trent pleadingly. Trent nods his head, and exits the room. He steps outside to look at the clouds.

"Those two have a lot to talk about..." Trent sighs. "He's loved her so long...too long..."

Ten minutes later, LeShawna steps outside, crying her eyes out. "I wish...I could have done so many things differently...it's not fair..."

"Look at it this way, LeShawna. He's finally moved on." Trent pats LeShawna on the back. She attempts to dry her tears, but they do not stop. Trent steps back inside, and walks up towards Harold.

"You finally did it, buddy. You stopped loving her, finally." Trent' eyes get misty as he closes the lid on Harold's casket. It is now time to bury him.