Amy walked silently down to the cemetary her hair fluttering out behind her in the breeze. She knelt down in front of a beautifully designed grave. "Hey mom..." She said softly as she let all her guards down and let the tears fall down her face. Alleshia was the only mom she ever knew. She started to tell her mom about her year. She had a feeling that even in heaven Alleshia could hear Amy talking about her year.