R.I.P

1071 Words

Harlow, dodging another puddle, cursed at herself for not having worn a jacket and pulled her oversized woollen jumper closer around her in a bid to keep out the October cold. She had expected to be back before the rain arrived but as usual, it had come earlier than it was supposed too. It didn’t help that she had been wandering around Beaumont Hall crematorium for over an hour and still hadn’t found the Evergreen Garden, where Caleb's plaque was meant to be. Harlow wasn’t even sure why she was there, other than feeling like she needed to be. Chantelle had said it was probably for confirmation but Harlow didn’t need Caleb's death confirming. Living in his house was confirmation enough. Spotting a signpost indicating that the evergreen garden was to the right, she followed the path and

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