Richard & Melinda Summers.
Beloved parents.
1970-2002
1971-2002
I blankly stared at the concrete headstone, various different emotions swirling inside me as I stood there in silence, right next to my brother.
Every year on my birthday, we used to come here and just talk to them like they were still here, with us...
But now...
Now, I didn't know what to say anymore...
Maybe something like, "hey, were you guys my real parents?"
Or more like, "hey, how could you keep such a big secret from us?"
However, real parents or not, I still considered Ricky my brother...my blood...
After all, he was the only one, always by my side...the one who loved me and raised me all by himself, even if he was still a child, the day fate decided to leave us all alone in this fucked-up world...
I lightly smiled, for the millionth time feeling so thankful for having him in my life, my palm grabbing his, giving it a light squeeze.