(A/N: Major thanks to BrendaDaaeDestler for the cover!)

"Marguerite?"

I looked up from the book I'd been reading to see my mother standing over me. "Yes, mother?"

She sighed, as though she were holding back tears. "I have some unfortunate news. Your father has *sniff*..... passed away."

Tears quickly formed in my eyes. "No. I-it can't be." "I'm sorry, angel. He was hit by a car."

I immediately began crying. "What will happen to us now, mother?"

My mother stroked my hair. "I don't know, my darling."

The rest of the night was full of tears.

My father's funeral was one of the hardest days of my life. So many people crying, my mother holding me the entire time. They buried him in the same cemetery where my grandfather was buried. When the funeral ended, my mother tried to coax me to go home, but I couldn't bear to leave my father. I stayed at his tomb for hours, until my poor mother had to carry me back home.

That was two years ago.