a reunion at the funeral
After the service our grandfather had invited us all to a small gathering at his house to ‘honour’ our grandmother. That’s where we are now anyway, I’m sat out on my grandfathers porch with my younger brother Ellis, his head on my shoulder as I run my left hand through his soft dark blonde hair, we got that from our dads side. Ellis had taken things a lot harder than I had it seemed as occasionally another stream of tears would begin to fall down his face as I tried my best to comfort him....