The flowers are dying, vibrant colours transmuting to brown and would crumble in your fingers, turning to dust.
The young man had mixed drugs and alcohol foolishly overtaking a car on an A road. No-one in the car survived.
He and his friends never thought of mortality, the Angel of Death visited the old and other people but that fateful evening it appeared to them!
The woman peers at his framed photograph, kissing it.
"You were a good boy, what a stupid way to die," she says out loud with fresh flowers in her hand.
The young man had mixed drugs and alcohol foolishly overtaking a car on an A road. No-one in the car survived.
He and his friends never thought of mortality, the Angel of Death visited the old and other people but that fateful evening it appeared to them!
The woman peers at his framed photograph, kissing it.
"You were a good boy, what a stupid way to die," she says out loud with fresh flowers in her hand.
