Nov 01, 2004 09:25
"I've missed you so much. Only two more weeks until I will see you again.
With my deepest love,
Derrick"
Lisa held the card close to her heart. It seemed like a cruel joke, but was somehow comforting. She ran her fingertips over the all too familiar letters; Derrick's handwriting had always been impeccable. She turned from the mailbox and slowly walked up the driveway to the side door. The stoop was covered with flowers and cards. The outpouring of sympathy seemed never-ending. Everyday there was a new bunch of cards, flowers and trinkets left by friends and strangers alike to show their support "in this difficult time."