They gathered at the graveside

Today’s writing prompt and my response.

Prompt three for this week. Use the prompts however you like, one at a time, poetry or prose; or pen a short story over several of them. They gathered at the graveside

The day was aptly bleak as they gathered at the graveside. Rolling grey clouds, drifting snowflakes, a chill wind. Suzy wore her heavy jacket, warm leggings, boots, gloves, and a hat pulled low over her head.

Standing beside her mother, she peered into the gaping hole in th...