Continue or not?
The snow crunched under her boot as she slowly walked through the cemetery to her grandmother's grave. She was wrapped in her letter men jacket and her scarf and gloves. She sighed as she spotted the black grave stone; she slowly walked to the grave stone.
"Hi Granny, I'm back" she whispered softly as she knelt down and brushed the snow off the gravestone. She knelt there for what seemed like hours. She told her grandmother her life story as she neared the end of her story she heard soft footsteps. She looked up to see a dark brown wolf standing on the edge of the forest that lined the cemetery, watching her intently. She watched him and stood slowly. "You came." She whispered softly.
He stood there and watched as the one he loved stand by the grave. He whines softly and padded up next to her. She smiles and looked down at him.