She never said it there was no need dark circles under her eyes said it the way her shoulders bowed under the weight of it sadness that clothed her wrapping itself around every part of her
These things did not need to be said
She stood there silently with a much smaller woman white hair and hands spotted by age her face lined but soft as the words that flowed from her their hands clasped tightly together heads almost touching
May the Lord clothe you in his love so you shall never walk naked or alone May he guide you to your rightful place in heaven and welcome you as he does all his children
Her tears began to fall then it seemed there were far to many
The train stopped and the women slowly parted though neither spoke there was no need