Episode Two, Season One, of Heartland. Enjoy <3 A week has passed. In slow, painful increments, seven days and nights have gone by since my mother's death. Some of the other villagers came to help me bury her and attend the vigil. Old Mae brought some flowers she'd clipped from the side of the village path and a warm embrace. Tudor and Tillie, two little village kits, gave me a pretty rock they found by the river. Everyone cried at the vigil, and everyone cried after the vigil, when it was time to go. Leave the village. I can't stay here anymore. There's nothing left for me. I step forward. "Why?" ~