Your Secret's Safe With Me

Lily stood in the cemetery three miles away from her house, staring at the headstone by her feet.

It looked lonely; no one had cleaned it or decorated it in years. Hell, no one had even visited the grave in years.

Lily looked and looked and looked at the stone, reading the engraved words written in Welsh: Dwi'n dy garu di.
I love you.

Before returning to the silent streets of Detroit, she surrendered a second to smile at her father's grave.

And then kicked dirt over the lying words.