The last light of sunset.

Howard came out holding a cup of water with a few pills in his palm.

He walked to Julian’s side and spoke softly, carefully. “Julian, it’s time for your meds.”

The young man still stared toward Riverwen Bridge, eyes locked, as if the very next second he’d finally see the girl in the white dress. She seemed to be called Fran. She carried an easel on her back.

Howard took one look at him and his heart went ...