Alexis staggered toward him. "I'm…I'm sorry… I didn't know."
"How would you? I never told you about it."
Keelion kept the flowers down and straightened up with a light smile on his face. He walked over to the bench close to the tombstone and sat down on it. "Sit," he said to her.
Alexis sat down next to him and shifted closer until they were gummed to each other.
"What was she like?" she asked.
"Hm…" Keelion hummed under her breath. "She was delicate, very, and filled with…so much love that even a man that didn't deserve it could get it. Your mother reminded me of her."
She looked at him. "My mother?"
"Yes. They are both….very kind, sweet, warm, and very loving, I suppose. And if they have something in common, it's loving a man that never reciprocated it."
Alexis swallowed. "Keelion—"
