Colleen (redeem147) wrote in wednesday100,
Colleen
redeem147
wednesday100

Pet drabble

Clark patted the back of the shovel on the mound of earth. He had taken it slowly, each shovelful carefully removed and even more slowly replaced. A best friend deserved no less.

He felt as though his last tie to the farm had been broken. That nothing remained there for him but the memories.

He knelt down beside the grave. Nothing, no power, super or not, could hold back time. He brushed a tear from his eye.

He took the slab of slate and burned the name into the rock, laying it at the head of the grave.

“Goodbye, Shelby.”
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