His knees were getting damp, kneeling on the wet grass, he was sure that there would be mud patches when he stood, but Christian did not care as he stared at the headstone made of marble in front of him. He read the inscription that bore the names of his birth parents, their dates of birth, followed by the date of death. Below that, the words read, 'Gone but forgotten. You will live on in my heart. Love John.'
Christian was now eighteen, school was over, and attending University was in his