PHOTO PROMPT – © J Hardy Carroll
“Where are we, Sarah?” Five-year-old Emily sat in the grass with her best friend from kindergarten.
“The old graveyard,” said Sarah. “It’s where you find dead people.”
Emily’s mouth gaped. “You mean like my pet turtle that Mommy buried in the backyard?”
“I mean like Great-Grandma who was so old she didn’t know her own name anymore.”
“She’s under here?” Emily touched the flat stone.
“They’ve been dead lots longer,” said Sarah.
“Are we supposed to be here?” Emily looked to see if Mommy was watching.
“No, but it’s okay. We’ll sneak back tonight and wake one of them up.”
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