I thought I knew every stone in this cemetery he thought He walked toward them to check The stones were in a stand of trees It had a small gap where the fading sunlight poked through They were hard to see 8
If Stan hadn’t come by at just the right moment he wouldn’t have known they were there The sun had pointed the way The graves were already shaded again by two big boulders Stan counted the gravestones Nine of them dated between 1854 and 1868 Stan felt a gentle shove on his back He looked around but the area behind him was clear Was that the wind he wondered Amy reached the grove and called him over I brought cookies 10
Stan looked up at the hemlock branches Nothing unusual Had he imagined that shove No He shook his head and walked back to Amy You haven’t posted on your blog this week Amy said She handed him a cookie Your fans miss you Stan laughed I think I have six readers he said You the three other Zombie Hunters and my parents We care about what you have to say she said Stan shrugged Things have been quiet lately Not much to write about 11
