I turned the car into the once familiar lane and watched for the drive. “David don’t go too fast or you’ll miss it.” My mother said quietly from the other side of the car.
“I know mom, I use to live there too.” I said and smiled.
I turned into the drive and looked over the fields where I once spent my days. The farm was leased to the neighbors who only wanted the fields. We’d come because my mom missed the place and wanted to see it once again. We’d also come back to bury my Dad. He’d fina