Chapter 92 End Of First Season Of The Story
- "Is this it?" Rod said while holding my hand. Ironically, I was the one holding his hand because I felt he might get lost here in the cemetery.
- "No, it's this way," I said as I pulled him in the right direction.
- Rod and I were heading to my mom's grave. And because there were many twists and turns along the way, we were having a hard time navigating, especially since he's a big guy.