All The Ashes In My Wake

Peter wonders whether or not his mother was cremated. He always imagined that his first time back on Earth he’d be visiting a grave of some sort, a physical tombstone or memorial at that one cemetery he always drove by on the way to school. Now he’s not so sure. He wants off this damned planet. Peter has to gulp in order to keep from vomiting at the direction his mind turns. He wonders what Gamora would have wanted. Cremation, probably. There’s an awful image in his head of… He makes it a point to never think about her burning again. There are ashes in his mouth. He’s drifting away and he likes it.  Day 3: Lost / Found