The girl stared down at her mother’s grave. Water filled her eyes, dripping onto the ground. *Splat, Splat* “Why do you visit your mother’s grave everyday?” Her father asked her. “Because I want to that’s why.” She lashed out in fury. “I… I brought flowers mommy, they are daffodils, I know how much you like daffodils. We would pick them from our garden everyday. Remember when I accidentally pulled out a flower instead of a weed? Heh, heh that was funny. We laughed forever.” Don’t worry mommy, I know you are out there somewhere. I’ll find you. Even if I have to drag you out of the sea of the dead myself.” Determination sparkled in her eyes as she looked up at the beautiful moon shining proudly in the night sky.