Yellow roses were her favorite. Gerrit presented them to her on every special occasion — even not-so-special occasions.
A week after he was buried, Sandy bought a dozen yellow roses and visited his grave. Placing the roses in the bronze vase attached to the headstone, she removed one.
At home, she laid the rose beside her on the piano bench and played his favorite classical tune — Eloise. Tears trickled from her eyes when she finished playing, picked up the rose, kissed it, and placed it on the keyboard before closing the lid.
Sue Marie St. Lee is a retired Finance Manager realizing her life-long dream of writing professionally. She has been featured in international horror anthologies, Spillwords Press and the Paper Djinn. In the year of the plague, 2020, she is transitioning from the horror genre to Fantasy, Inspirational fiction, and Faith-based fiction while continuing to work on writing the memoir of her late son.