They had travelled the world together. Been through hundreds of security lines. Opened their bags, taken out their laptops, took off the belts and the shoes. Arms in the air to get scanned. Back on with the belt and shoes, laptop in the bag…off to the flight. But this was not like any of those times. This time she pulled out of her bag a heavy, green, granite urn engraved with his name. This time she watched his encased remains slowly move down the conveyor belt under the rubber flap and stop … [Read more...]