The funeral was held in the early morning.
There was a slight fog in Valletta today, and Ron's coffin was lowered into the grave by his children and the local registrar.
Durin wanted to help, but considering his own height, he had to let others do it.
Of course, Mr. Ron's family understood, and his children came over to shake hands with Durin. The younger brother also handed Durin an album: "Father told me when he was still lucid to give this album to you."
Durin received the album with both hands.
He had a thousand words to say, but in the end, it all turned into a nod of agreement.
.........
The funeral was over.
Ron Peterson-Adams and Caesar Peterson-Adams.
Two tombstones stood side by side, less than half a meter apart.
Durin and Xialu left the cemetery, and while waiting for the carriage, Durin opened the album.
On the first page of the album, there was a sentence.
'This is the album I bought after running all over Copenhagen, happy birthday to my Ron, my child.'