Twenty Six

The last two weeks had gone by in a spin. Trying to organise nan’s funeral and sort out her house. It allowed me to put my mind to something, none of this really hitting me. I went back to work a couple of days ago, but Leon put me on desk duty. Allowing me to do paperwork and help organise the armoury. I was grateful, my mind wasn’t in the right place to be out in the action but I did start to miss it and Leon. I was in the second row of the church, crying my eyes out. Dad was in front of me, in his police uniform. I thought it was odd and you could see Leon’s face about to explode when he clearly wanted to make a joke out of it. Ryan was on my right, Leon my left. I listened to the pastor talk, talk about my nan like he knew her. He didn’t, not like us. She was the most amazing woman and without her I would have a massive hole in my heart. I just fucking knew it. I let out a sob, my head going down. Leon grabbed my hand, our fingers entwining. I let myself cry, my back shaking as th