FLASHBACK
I walk out of the gas station, the lighter feeling both strangely heavy and promising in my pocket.
I get in my car. On my way I almost hit a tree and a traffic light. Hazel Grace was right. I really do drive horrifically.
When I get out of the car the sun has already started to set. I start to make my way through the now in bronze light covered tombstones of the graveyard where Hazel Grace is buried. I still remember the way from earlier this day. When I arrive at her grave, the sun is barely a stripe on the horizon anymore. I pull the lighter out of my left pocket and full pack of unlighted cigarettes I bought weeks ago out of my right pocket. With a trained motion I shake a cigarette out of the box and put it in my mouth. Less trained is the motion of lightning the cigarette, but I manage.
As I take the first puff of a cigarette that now has the power to do it's killing, the sun finally sets, taking all remaining light with it.
END OF FLASHBACK
So, this is basically the end, but i will post an additional chapter (kind of like an epilogue) later today today or tomorrow.
Thank you all for reading and I would really appreciate it, if you left a review in case you noticed something about my writing that needs improvement (I'm sure there's something).