Life can be hell, Penny knows that all to well. Walking around London is a normal occurrence for her, so is getting on the tube and going to the cemetery. But the difference, the tears streaming down her face.

The reason for these tears is her boyfriend of one and a half years, Rob, broke up with her. That’s not the worse though, he had a girl in his apartment, only in her panties. He then proceeded to tell her that he had many adventures like this for the past year after she kept refusing to have sex with him.

She sat on the ground in front of her brothers grave, her older brother. She read the grave

‘Henry Peterson’

‘May 7, 1990-June 26, 2011’

Beloved Son and Brother

She cried harder, missing the comfort for a year now, his hugs, his laugh, even those corny jokes that she would giggle to just to make him feel good. Her parents, after he was killed in a robbery, moved to the other side of the world, Australia. Leaving her behind in a boarding school. But this year she was starting college and she has been up for her little apartment for years now, working at Nandos, whom has become her family.

She sat, feeling numb as the London weather decided to be it’s normal random self, it started to pour. She could feel the air getting colder, her jeans and yellow rain coat not giving her any warmth. Her sobs slowed down to constant stream of tears. Her pale face became even paler as her black hair matted to her face, her blue eyes blood shot from the crying. “Henry, I wish you were here.” she croaked out as a new wave of tears hit her.

She felt an arm reach around her in comfort, she looked up in surprise to see green eyes look down at her. His face had a look of concern that surprised her as his brown hair was slick to his face, still slightly curly. His eyes were slightly red as he wiped leaned into her ear. “What ever it is, it’s not worth the tears.” He whispered into her ear, making her shiver, and not from the cold.

“And that Leanne is how me and your father met.” Penny said, looking down at the six year old, her long curly brown hair and blue eyes shinning up at her mother. Ten years after that day, Harry had proposed to Penny, making him hers after they kept in contact and dated a year after the incident.

“Hey guys I’m back.” Harry walked into his little house in Cheshire, looking at his two girls as he put his bags down. Leanne ran to him screaming Daddy, jumping into his fathers arms. He grinned at looked at his gorges Penny.

“Mommy was telling me how you met!” She said with enthusiasm. He chuckled and put her down, walking over to his wife.

“Well, that is one thing I will never regret.” He grabbed her into his arms and kissed the love of his life passionately, just as he has for the past twenty years, putting his hand on her very plump stomach. Another one to add to their perfect family. “Now, who wants to go to Uncle Louis?” He asked as his daughter squealed in excitement. Smiling at each other they both knew what the other is thinking, their life is more than they could have asked for.