The old spring is bright and clear, the coming year is bright and clear

Summary

After our son passed away, Pierce and I promised to visit his grave every year on the anniversary, always bringing his favorite robot.

For three years, we never missed it.

But today, after I waited at the cemetery for what felt like an eternity, he finally showed up, late and empty-handed.

In that moment, I asked for a divorce.

He frowned. "Just because I didn't bring the robot?"

"Yes. Just because of that."

"Claire, I have a meeting later. I don't have time for your emotional drama."

Pie