I Destroyed My Best Friend’s Grave Because of What His Widow Told Me

once. The battery was dead, but the internal storage was solid state. It didn’t need power to preserve data.

“Is it there?” Rachel called down.

I held it up.

She broke. Eight months of holding it together, and she finally broke. She sat on the edge of the grave and sobbed into her hands.

I climbed out. Covered the casket. Filled the hole back in. Packed continue reading …