Chapter 558 Visiting The Grave
- It would be New Year's Day in another month. It always drizzled in Dellmoor during that time of the year, making the entire city appear damp and cold.
- With his legs still encased in plaster, Harold sat in a wheelchair. He had a bouquet of flowers and some mementos in hand.
- Loraine, who had her hair in two ponytails, held a large black umbrella overhead as she wheeled him into Bliss Cemetery.