The church was full, all there to celebrate the life of the man that had always been there for them. Generous, thoughtful, loving. He was her husband, her rock, her soulmate… Her Grant.
Nevertheless, even though she wanted to crumble, she couldn't, she had to be strong for Jeff, and her grandsons. All of them next to their father… Except… Where was…
A firm hand gripped her shoulder…
There he was… His eyes reflecting the soul that was so similar to Grant's…
"Virgil?"
"It's okay grandma," he said, bringing her into his arms, "let us be there for you instead!"