Arriving at the beach, she reflected on her life.
It hadn’t been so bad, had it? Much better than expected, given where she’d started. It came down to her choosing the right companion. Despite that less than ideal start to their relationship. Despite their different backgrounds.
They’d refused to let those obstacles destroy them. Yes, they’d gone through trying times. Maybe they’d stayed together, during those times, to spite predictions that two people from opposite ends of society could never make it to ‘till death do us part’.
She kissed the urn, opened it and emptied his ashes into the ocean. She smiled through her tears.
‘Goodbye, my darling.’