Spooky Halloween graveyard in fog

The Graveyard Shift

Leaves crunch underfoot. Too noisy now but useful ground cover later. Tommy still doesn’t think this is the best place. Tough. This is where we’re putting him. Get digging. He does. A dog walker passes on the top path. We wave. It’s Hallowe’en; she thinks we’re doing something ghoulish. We are. We’re burying her husband.



Jane Cooper.