I needed to pick up a few things from the grocery store, so this morning after coffee I took a walk. Along my route to town there is a beautiful church, and although this may sound odd, I like to walk through the graveyard. I love to look at the old, well cared for headstones. The dates are mind boggling, and the names seem so foreign. My creative mind fabricates stories of the lives these people must have lived, and someday they will most certainly be characters in a novel. Today, however, something stopped me dead in my tracks.
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