IT TAKES COURAGE 2

Rainbow.

We sat there for over an hour, suspended in a poignant silence. Hunter's tears had slowly subsided, leaving him staring blankly into space, lost in thought. I continued to rub gentle circles on his back, offering what little comfort I could.

The stillness of the cemetery was almost palpable, a serene quiet that seemed to envelop us in a soothing balm. It was a tranquility that defied the typical eerie atmosphere of burial grounds, instead exuding a peaceful, welcoming ambiance. The silence was so profound that I could hear the soft cadence of my own breathing.

It was as if the departed souls surrounding us had collectively nodded in understanding, granting Hunter this moment of solace to make amends with his sister. The air seemed to vibrate with a sense of compassionate acceptance, allowing Hunter to confront his grief in a space that felt sacred and protective.

Hunter's voice broke the silence, his words tinged with a mix of sadness and nostalgia.