It was a brisk spring day as family and friends gathered to pay their final respects to the beloved community member, Alex Johnson. Alex was known for his infectious laugh, his kind heart, and his mischievous sense of humor.

As people gathered at the grave sight, a woman caught the attention of some attendees. As the service began, she remained stoic and silent, observing the proceedings from a distance. The woman was dressed in an all black. Her crimson red lip stick was all that could be seen as her face was obscured by a black velvet brimmed hat and large black aviators. A black umbrella held in her left hand provided shade from the sun as she clasped the stem of a white rose in her right. Her demeanor was reserved and detached. No one knew who she was, and some whispered that she must be an acquaintance of Alex’s from out of town.

After the ceremony, as the mourners began to disperse, the woman stepped forward, making her way towards the grave. She stopped a few feet away, observing the flowers and cards left by loved ones. She stepped closer to the grave and stood there for a brief moment before tossing the white rose onto the casket. She moved her hand toward her mouth, kissing her fingers and gestured as if she was blowing Alex a kiss goodbye.

Without a word, she turned and walked away, disappearing as mysteriously as she had arrived.

As the days passed, rumors began to circulate among the mourners about the mysterious woman who had attended the funeral. Some said she was an ex-lover of the deceased, while others speculated that she was a former business partner with a grudge to settle. But could that really be true, some thought, or was this just an elaborate prank? After all, Alex had a playful sense of humor. No one knew for sure, but the memory of the woman standing alone, watching the funeral from a distance, lingered in their minds long after the event had passed.