After Life

A somber procession filed through rows of tombstones. Wet faces and heavy hearts lay grandfather to rest. Sad cries could be heard over touching eulogies. Hovering overhead, his soul grieved for them.

Then loud voices called out beside him, “Welcome! This is Old Stone neighborhood.” Two spirits floated above their nearby graves.

“I am Dan.” One waved enthusiastically.

“Call me Martha.” The other curtsied.

“Henry,” he spoke, drifting closer.

“It has been many years since we got fresh meat – Let’s party!”

Disembodied dead rose from below, cheering or laughing. Late past midnight they caroused, long after all mourners had departed.


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OMG! "After Life" was chosen as an Honorable Mention in the Sacramento News & Review Flash Fiction Contest 2009. They received over 100 entries. Both Will and I entered three of our 100 word stories. See the link - After Life is the 10th Honorable Mention (out of 16).

http://www.newsreview.com/sacramento/content?oid=997832