As he gazed upon the sky full of petals, Leonard Churchill seemed to see that charming face smiling at him, and he heard that familiar voice ringing in his ear, "Hello, Mr. Leonard Churchill, my name is Vera Williams. I'm happy to meet you. Well… goodbye then."
But this farewell was forever.
Never to meet again.
Do you know, Mr. Leonard Churchill, meeting you was the greatest fortune of my life.
Do you know, Miss Anne, meeting you was also the greatest fortune of my life.
....
Fate really is like a clown sometimes, bringing joy at one moment and playing tricks the next.
He had thought he would never grieve for anyone else in this lifetime, but as Vera Williams left, Leonard Churchill's eyes still reddened, tears streaming down his face.
On the empty chair, only a picture frame was left behind.
Leonard Churchill remembered, it was something that silly girl always held close to her chest.
He reached out his hand.
