After Person A’s funeral, Person B heads back to the car alone, telling friends and family to go on ahead, that they’ll be back at the house later.
They’re alone in the car. In the passenger’s seat there is a digital camera, Person A’s camera.
“I guess this is all I have left of you,” Person B says, voice cracking. Since the camera was what Person A cherished so much, it would be nice to finally see the photos that Person A took. After all, Person A always used to say , “I only take pictures of what I love.”
Upon looking through all the photos in the camera, Person B breaks into tears. All the pictures were of Person B.