Debbie leaned on her brother's headstone as she reached down to brush away the debris from the grave. She placed a small bouquet in the vase then said a prayer. She asked her brother to forgive her and the family for not visiting as often as they did when Vic first passed, but Deb came as often as she could. She rationalized to herself that the family was busy. Michael had his business to attend to. Ben, of course was teaching or writing and Hunter had his studies. Debbie never forgot Vic's birthday or the anniversary of his death. But after a few years she preferred to celebrate his life rather than mourn Vic's passing.

Deb said a few more prayers before straightening up preparing to leave. She noticed Brian standing off to the side.

"Hey, kiddo, what are you doing here?" Brian arched a brow as he nodded toward the grave. "I didn't know you visited Vic," Deb said, slightly surprised. Brian shrugged his shoulders.

Brian placed a bunch of flowers on the grave then closed his eyes. After a minute he opened his eyes then offered his arm to Debbie. Silently he walked Deb back to her car.

"Thank you, sweetheart," Debbie said as she reached up on her toes to kiss Brian's cheek before getting into her car. She then watched Brian walk to his ‘vette and drive away.

"He turned out all right, Vic, the best of the bunch. Rest easy, my dear sweet brother and I'll come back soon," Deb whispered before she drove away.