Under The Willow

You stand, feeling the cold wind slash against your ice and watching the sleet fall to the ground, protected by only a ruined coat and a black umbrella as you stare at the tombstone. The weather isn't bothering you, you're mind is in other places.


The tombstone reads Here lies Anna Nicole, another angel for Heaven.


Thoughts and memories flood your mind and you close your eyes, trying to remember the first time you met Anna.