The old man is seating by the entrance of the small town graveyard, he is looking over the first two rows of tombs lost on his thoughts. It’s a warm winter day, a book resting on his lap, he just finished reading it and the feeling of uneasiness that started as soon as he began the book has now taken him over completely.
The book has taken him back to a time when he was a young man full of big dreams, aching for adventures and richness. He took the job at the cemetery as something temporal, as a
Published on June 05, 2009 03:13