Part 41: The Playground of Death

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-"Ryder, I feel sad."- I commented to my lover as I watched our son running and rolling through the grass.
-"Why? Everything's fine. What could possibly make you feel sad?"- Ryder asked with worry in his voice.
-"Because our child is playing on a graveyard."- I sternly answered.
-"I know, it's depressing, but it's not our fault..."- He replied, kissing my forehead afterward. Deep down I always knew that it wasn't our fault, but it still troubled me, the fact that our child was playing over dead buried bodies, and above all, over a crib of misery and grief...

The end
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