“It’s quiet.”
It was the first time Alex had said anything since he pulled his brother’s car into the somewhat dubious parking spot on one corner of the cemetery block. It was another reason she was happy to pedal around the city on her bike. The parking issues and the fact that she was truly dangerous behind the wheel of a car.
They’d walked in silence along the long white wall, cracked in spots, with weeds sprouting up from those cracks. She noticed it changed heights for some reason on the other side of the narrow entrance. It was an odd place for a cemetery, surrounded as it was by city, but it wasn’t the cemetery’s fault the city had grown out to it, and then beyond.
A green neutral ground ran down the middle of the street, separating this side of the cemetery from some houses and
