The time was twenty-four past three in the afternoon, and the day was Wednesday. I was lucky enough to be granted an off, and so I decided to visit my brother's resting place. Part of it was to see for myself if anything had happened while we could not supervise his grave, and another was because I felt apologetic towards him for not taking good care of him. I wondered if he was upset with me up there in heaven. My eyes shut tight as the palms of my hands pressed together. I bowed in front of him.