Mark Roy loved his wife
Mark Roy loved his wife. Since the day they got married he had made it a point that he will never let a drop of tear roll down her cheek. But, at that very moment things seemed a bit out of hand for Mark. Jane his wife walked steadily. She breathed heavily and sobbed. Mark followed her but she was walking too fast for him to match her pace.
An opportunity came in the form of a handkerchief. The handkerchief Jane held against her face flew and fell by the roadside. Mark picked it up and called-
Jane turned around with watery eyes. She remained stunned at what she saw…
She an hour ago had attended the funeral of her husband…