A Memory

A couple of weeks before Rory passed.

We were on our way home from school. At that point it was a 40 minute drive.

I glanced back and Rory had this peaceful smile on her face.

Every time I looked back, the same smile.

I wondered what she was thinking so I said her name.

Her head turned, the smile remained.

I didn’t disrupt her again. But watched her beautiful smile the whole way home.