A Bunch of Roses
He took a deep breath and put the bunch of roses by her side. The sweet odor struck him. He looked around, wondering if anyone could help him...
Football match, his team playing, number 31 on his tee... He remembered the final goal, the triumphant music, the noise of the stadium and Sherry's eyes. He never told her how glad he was that she believed in him. Although it was the perfect moment...
The image of the final party stood before his eyes. Sherry, her red dress, her dark hair. He loved her so. They danced all night. Mechanically, he started murmuring a melody he remembered...
A chill of cold wind returned him back to life. His hands were very cold. He felt the smell of the mountain air. It was so cold and so calm. Winter. Sherry liked winter. She would go skating and playing snowballs with him. He remembered how they sat by the fire, clinging to each other, drinking hot chocolate. He felt warmth inside, almost the taste of chocolate on his lips.
Someone gave a slight cough. His memories interrupted. He looked before him - there was she. Sherry, dressed in white. Her hair was done the way he liked it. He wanted to touch her, but someone said it was not proper. It was the 26th of December, the day she loved so much, her birthday date. He put the red roses by her side, and, bowing to her, whispered, "I love you so, Sherry."
In a few minutes they closed the coffin... .
Original Author: Undertaker (1999).