Words Left Behind

VANCE’S POV

“I’m fine, Greta.”

“You were always a terrible liar.” Her eyes drift toward the cemetery where Sienna is kneeling at her mother’s grave, whispering things and possibly sobbing.

Greta’s whole face changes,lighting up with pure delight.

“Is that — oh my. Is that your lady friend from years back? Sienna?” She clasps her hands together. “I can’t believe it. Look at the two of you, two misc