Here's the next one. Short and Sweet.
Disclaimer: Lucy is mine. She's wonderful, sweet pure, and my character. Not DC's. Although DC propabably wished they thought of her.
(LUCY'S POV)
Jason sinks to the ground. I kneel down next to him. I honestly don't care if my dark blue skirt gets muddy. Jason starts crying again, so I lightly touch his shoulder. When he looks at me, I offer him a tissue. He takes it.
"Hey Mom. I miss ya." He starts, trying to subside the tears so he can talk. "This is a friend of mine, Lucy… She knows about you, Dad, the Alley. And she's okay with it." He pauses to wipe his eyes and blow his nose, "My first real friend Mom. My grades are better too, all because of Lucy."
We sit there silently in front of the stone with a crude chocolate bar picture engraved below her name. I didn't know Jason didn't have any friends. True, I never saw him with anyone at school before. I figured he had some outside of school. I feel a surge of honor being granted that title.
"I shouldn't get credit for his grades." Jason looks at me in surprise, "Jason is smart on his own." I admit to the simple stone, "You'd be proud of him."
After a moment, we stand up. Jason stays facing the grave. "I love you, Mom." He says. We turn to go back to the car. My nanny drops him off at Wayne Manor. I'm driven home. On the way, I get an idea.
(JASON'S POV)
Two days after Lucy and I visited Mom, I go back to celebrate her birthday. I bring with me a bouquet of wild flowers. I did it every year, even the last one. It's a tradition for her birthday. She'd put them in a cup, but forget to put water with them.
When I arrive, I see another person has been here first. There's a few white lilies lying right below the stone. An open letter leans against my terrible drawing I made under Mom's name. It says:
"Happy Birthday Mrs. Todd!
In my family, we have a tradition. We each send a letter to a loved one on their special day. Jason loves you and I love Jason. So this is mine to you.
Well, I don't know much about you, so I love that you brought Jason into the world. If you didn't, I wouldn't have known him. He's special to me. Thank you.
I think your favorite flower is a marigold. And your favorite flavor is chocolate. My favorites are marble roses and butter cream.
I'm so glad I met you,
- Lucy"
I read the signature again. Lucy wrote it. I'm touched. I lay my flowers on the dirt, right where Mom could smell them. "Hi Mom. Happy Birthday. I see Lucy came by.. Mom, she's so sweet and caring. No one at school has been that way to me," I tell her. "I've only known her for half a school year, but, Mom? Would you approve?" I know she's gone, but I still wait for an answer.
'Yes, Jason,' I hear in my thoughts, 'I know she has a place in your heart.' It sounded like Mom. A smile spreads across my cheeks.
"Thanks Mom." I scramble to stand up. "I hope you like the flowers. But I can't stay right now." I start off, yelling over my shoulder, "I got to go Lucy I love her!" as I run to the gate.
Their love in bloom. I like how Jason acts like a child when he's around his mom, dead or alive. He's, uh, fourteen here.