"Hi, Bertha, I'm Bennett's wife, and my name is Claudia Marshall. I came to visit you unexpectedly, and I didn't bring anything with me. I hope you understand."

Her voice was gentle and carried a warm tone. Despite the chilly night breeze, Bennett felt a warmth in his heart.

He gazed at his mother's photograph on the tombstone and solemnly introduced, “Mom, meet Claudia, my wife, and the woman that I love."

Finishing his introduction, he took Claudia's hand and gently told her, “Let me handle the cleaning. Don't get your hands dirty."

Claudia pulled her hand away from his and said, “There's no way your mom's tombstone could dirty my hands. It's already impolite of me to come empty-handed. Let me do this. Speak to her, and share your feelings. I promise not to listen."