In the deep south, we tend to bury our dead above the ground. Petra took me to the place where they laid what was left of his body. My name was etched in the stone next to his. She never told me they killed me, too, but that shouldn?t have surprised me. There needed to be a story that explained my disappearance. They could have said I left, ran away; killing me was kind to our family. When someone?s just missing, there?s always the hope they will come back. At least with death, you?re not left wondering. It?s final. They?re never coming back.
Yet here I was. Hidden by magic, of course. But it was odd to stand over that slab of rock. I didn?t feel much of anything, even when my curiosity with my own memorial faded and my attention shifted to his. Both of our graves had fresh flowers. There was a mason jar full of moonshine on Jeremy?s which made me smile and I knew exactly who had left it.
We never had children. The closest we ever got to being parents was keeping Jere?s brothers kids on the weekends. Not everyone in his family -- in fact, there were quite a lot of them -- that didn?t accept our lifestyle. Jacob, Jeremy?s brother, and his wife, Sherry, welcomed us with open arms. Their two kids were 5 and 8 when I came into the picture. Children don?t discriminate. I think I loved them as much as I would have any children that could have shared my DNA.
Avery, the oldest, married his high school sweetheart the second they both turned 18. A few years later they moved away, up to Tennessee. They had a couple kids of their own, but didn?t have the chance to visit all that often. Emily, on the other hand, stayed in Mississippi. I went by her house before coming to the grave. Learned she got married recently. I wanted so much to crush her in my arms, just hold her. Em was so close to the two of us, constantly at our house, and more than family. She ended up being a good friend, too. I taught her how to make moonshine when she was seventeen. Girl was a natural. Got better at it than even me. I was so proud of her. It made me happy to see grief hadn?t caused her to give up a hobby that we?d shared.
Petra left me alone after paying her respects, but even as I laid my hand on the cool marble, I didn?t feel the need to say anything. I couldn?t feel him there. Nothing but bones in that tomb. After I stood there in silence for over an hour, Petra suggested we take a drive.
Yet here I was. Hidden by magic, of course. But it was odd to stand over that slab of rock. I didn?t feel much of anything, even when my curiosity with my own memorial faded and my attention shifted to his. Both of our graves had fresh flowers. There was a mason jar full of moonshine on Jeremy?s which made me smile and I knew exactly who had left it.
We never had children. The closest we ever got to being parents was keeping Jere?s brothers kids on the weekends. Not everyone in his family -- in fact, there were quite a lot of them -- that didn?t accept our lifestyle. Jacob, Jeremy?s brother, and his wife, Sherry, welcomed us with open arms. Their two kids were 5 and 8 when I came into the picture. Children don?t discriminate. I think I loved them as much as I would have any children that could have shared my DNA.
Avery, the oldest, married his high school sweetheart the second they both turned 18. A few years later they moved away, up to Tennessee. They had a couple kids of their own, but didn?t have the chance to visit all that often. Emily, on the other hand, stayed in Mississippi. I went by her house before coming to the grave. Learned she got married recently. I wanted so much to crush her in my arms, just hold her. Em was so close to the two of us, constantly at our house, and more than family. She ended up being a good friend, too. I taught her how to make moonshine when she was seventeen. Girl was a natural. Got better at it than even me. I was so proud of her. It made me happy to see grief hadn?t caused her to give up a hobby that we?d shared.
Petra left me alone after paying her respects, but even as I laid my hand on the cool marble, I didn?t feel the need to say anything. I couldn?t feel him there. Nothing but bones in that tomb. After I stood there in silence for over an hour, Petra suggested we take a drive.