“I just can’t help but think there is.” Jack whispered. “I s-should be over this, shouldn’t I? Things die. It’s, it’s a part of life.” he shut his eyes for a moment, resting against her, and slowly shook his head. “She was here, a-and now she’s gone, I should be all right with this…”
Katelynn merely held him for a moment before leaning down to kiss his head gently. “Don’t let the sadness overtake the love you felt for your sister though…and you did..that’s why it’s hard to let go. Hold her in your heart and just think that as long as you do, she’ll always be with you Jack…”
She wasn’t sure if these were the right words but she felt so lost on how to heal his pain. She couldn’t relate and thus it was difficult for her.
He nodded his head slowly, sighing heavily, opening his eyes. “…yo-you’re right…” Jack said quietly. “You are. She’s never really gone… s-she’s the wind itself and that’s always there…”
Jack Maple 