A Swing In Washington Elementry

The reality was slowly beginning to kick in. Even though it had been two years since then. Moira faught to keep herself from crying.
Be strong. For her... Was the thought that kepther fighting.
It was the aniversary of the day they met, September 12th. That made everything worse. Or was it that she knew that Westin && Edmund were watching? They always knew that she wouldgo there every day or so at exactly 8:45am-3:00pm. She would lay there by his grave crying && remembering every little thing they had done together. Just laying there...remembering. It was funny how she remembered every single detail that occured during the days that they had spent together. She even remembered the bad times. The times he had broken up with her for no reason. The times he had made her unbelieveably angry. The times he made her cry. The fights he got in trying to protect her. The times she made him sickeningly pissed. The times she saw him kiss her. Just the mere memory or it made her blood boil && the bile rise...not to mention the tears come quicker. But that was in the past. Just like his life. He had died suddenly. There was always something wrong with him. He had a stomach condition. Which mad it even harder to be with him. But he was what made her happy. && that's all that matters.
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This was just kinda a quick little update cause I ran out of ideas for this but I would appreciate any that my dear readers have.