A Faded Voice

"How are you, mamma? "

A tear slipped down from her glossy eyes which were staring at that white cemetery stone in front of her.

"It's been 5 years you are sl... sleeping here without me, " Her voice started shivering. More tears fell from her eyes.

Inessa sighed heavily and looked down where she saw that basket of white irises placed on her lap. She wiped her cheeks and then clutched that basket.

"I know I don't need to tell you anything because you already know about everything , mamma, " She uttered while placing that flower bucket over the gravestone.

Tears continued to stain her cheeks.

"He allowed me to take these flowers for you. He himself brought me here. He married me. He trusts me. He made me his life but, " She halted, both in her words and in her deed of placing those flowers.

Inessa took her eyes upward and gazed at that white memorial stone of her mother.

"But he doesn't love me, mamma , "

Her tears turned more aggressive.

"He said he can never love me, mamm