A gust of wind howled through the row of cedars, breaking the grave silence as Jordan proceeded to his late wife Kyra’s grave. It was her first death anniversary, but it felt like it all happened yesterday… Upon reaching it, his heart raced at the sight of a stranger standing nearby. Jordan tried hard to remember but could not recognize the tall, stout man. “Who is he, and what’s he doing near my wife’s grave?” he wondered as he approached him.
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