Chapter One Hundred

An intense heat.

“What is today?” Ricardo presses for more information.

“My Mum’s birthday!” I silently respond, he nods in acknowledgment.

“This is the first time away from Caleb! Usually he would keep me busy for the day, keep my mind of it, make it not such a depressing day!”

“Again, if you don’t vocalise that to Lance, he won’t know.”

After a pause he continues to talk.

“Father died in August. It was an incredibly hot day, sticky. It was Lance that was with him and every year I can tell he starts to struggle not because it is another August gone, but if it’s a hot day it acts like a trigger for him. A memory he can’t seem to move on from.”

I didn’t know this, Lance had never told me he still struggled. That’s the thing with grief, it was personal and everyone managed it differently.

“Everyone mourns differently Aida and I’m saddened that we have experienced a similar grief but in such different times in our lives. You were just too young. But the moon goddess has paired you