In the Heart
When he is alone, and with nobody watching him, he would place a delicate hand over his heart. His young heart, only about the size of his fist, held so many losses. There were so many memories of what was left, and what used to be. All those people gone in his life, left without much of a warning to him.
There were more people in his life now, he felt loved and cared for, noticed, and recognized.
But, Hazard will always remember and possibly even cry for his heart, for what it carried, and what it will forever mean.