He always came on a Saturday. It was a given fact, as surely as the prescence of the universe, that he would come. Todd visits Neil's grave every Saturday, and reflects on the memories they shared, the pain of his loss, and how much Neil really meant to him. Whump. No slash but slight Anderperry if you squint (could be romantic or just friendship).
Rated: K - English - Angst/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 1 - Words: 1,270 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 1 - Published: 4/8 - Mr. Keating, Neil P., Todd A., Charlie D. - Complete