It was a large cemetery. Graves could be easy to confuse.
But then he came back the next Saturday.
And the Saturday after that.
And again after that.
Week after week, this stranger mourned my wife like she had belonged to him too.
It was a large cemetery. Graves could be easy to confuse.
But then he came back the next Saturday.
And the Saturday after that.
And again after that.
Week after week, this stranger mourned my wife like she had belonged to him too.