Portion of Chapter Seven

This is the beginning of Chapter Seven.

Chapter Seven

*I*

Ryan had just returned from the cremation. He wished he was still at the park, but as always happiness was only a quick visitor in Ryan’s life. He held the ashes in a jar in his hands. He was once again sitting on his bed, staring intently at the ashes. It was a small jar because only a portion of his mother’s body had made it. Ryan didn’t care, he just was happy to be holding his mom again.
Mother’s day was on the 13th; it was now the 10th. He was happy he had his mom to celebrate with, but he wished he could hug her. It wasn’t fair to him- why was his family dead? He already had a miserable life, but now it was filled with no family. He was choking back tears, and he succeeded. He figured that crying would only lead him to being even more upset, which is exactly what he wanted to avoid.