her name means sunshine

Just past the second marking stone, a dusty road splits off from the highway. It winds through a long field of wheat and down the rolling hills, up to the edge of the swamps. Here, at the narrowest crossing-point, a few boards lead from stone to stone, stone to stone, stone to shore. Past this, the path is overgrown with brush and grass, but a clearing is visible through the willow trees.

You led me here once when we were young. Do you remember? At the edge of the trees you squeezed my hand and lifted a finger to your lips, and then you were running through the leaves and into the light, startling a flock of birds into flight above you.