Chapter 70 Sixty Nine

• The days had flown by, and before I knew it, Sanna's departure was only two days away. It felt too soon. I had only one day left to spend with my friend, and I needed to prepare for it. Sanna wanted us to go to the beach resort for a day, but now I didn't know how to tell my mother that I would be gone for one day, especially on the day of my father's death anniversary, which was on Friday.
• I couldn't focus on what I was writing about. Two important events in one day. It would have been the first time in five years that I would join my mother and brother to go to the cemetery and stay there for half an hour, but it wouldn't happen.
• I leaned back in my seat. It was already past ten in the evening, and I had yet to fall asleep. Writing used to be a way to clear my head, but it wasn't working this time.