The next day Tabitha and John were looking through records and they finally found Harold. He had died tenty years after Tabitha had left him. They also discovered where his grave was.
A few hours after that Tabitha went to a small village near the east coast of England. She had a large bunch of flowers with her and she walked into the church graveyard. She looked around and she found the grave that belonged to Harold.
"Hey Harold," said Tabitha. "I know it's been a good two and a half centuries since I last saw you but I haven't forgotten about you." She then put the flowers on the grave. "I bet you haven't had flowers put here for a long time." She then shed a tear. "Sorry I had to go but I'm sure you'll understand." She then slowly began to walk away. "Goodbye Harold. I hope to see you in the next life."
Tabitha then walked away fully. She was crying at the same time and she went to the graveyard gates. John was there waiting for her and he could see her crying so he gave her a hug.
"Are you alright?" asked John.
"I'll be fine soon," replied Tabitha.
"Come on let's take you home."