Phoenix Child

Dying is just a new beginning.

The scrap of land Asling's bones lay beneath was unloved. Deeply rooted sunny dandelions dipped their heads in the light breeze.

She had no monument, but someone had laid a rudimentary marker.

Aiden's long black coat soaked up the sunshine, but barely warmed his frozen heart.

This was so different from the future he'd dared to imagine for her.

A heart-warming tale of love and loss, and finding family where you least expect it.