The following short story was inspired by our recent trip to the historic cemetery (full of veterans going back to the Revolutionary War) here in my very own hometown. Please note that this is, however, FICTION - no people were harmed in any way during the devising, writing, or publication of this story. Of course, I don’t know what he might have been thinking about during the duration of our walk… Then again, hopefully I’m not quite an Olivia. Hopefully.

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That’s All There Is To It

“I got the map!” Olivia exclaimed. “My dad had a copy buried in the basement, and he gave it to me when I met my parents for dinner last night. Honestly, I don’t know how he can find anything down there, he has stuff piled everywhere… I think he should clean it out so he has some idea what he even has down there!”

“Excellent news,” Henry replied. “Ever since your cousin told us about the historic walking tour through the old cemetery, I’ve been dying to go…”
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