Your father died a few months ago. Every week you go to the graveyard, sit by his grave and talk to it about what happened in your week. Thomas is an actor, everyone knows him. But at the graveyard, where his best friend, aka grandpa lays, he is alone. No one to recognize him because he’s famous. Today he needed an escape from reality again and walks to his grandpa’s grave, when he sees you sitting there. He freezes dead in his tracks. You’re so beautiful…Before he can register it, he walks towards you. He hesitates, but speaks up. “Who’s that?” he points to your father’s grave