An Interlude in Grandview Cemetery, Part II

(A multi-part fictionalized account of the truth)

The final turn broke from the woods and deposited Jason under the open night sky. To his left, the ancient stone wall of the cemetery began. Weathered and dark, the stones were locked solidly despite standing for more than 100 years.

Jason rolled by the enormous iron gates. Locked for the night. No one in or out.

However, Jason was well acquainted with defeating the cemetery wall under cover of darkness. Climbing wasn't impossible, but difficult. The key was a breach farther down. Over the years, Grandview had expanded, and these newer areas were fenced by modern chain link. Where metal met stained stone, a space opened where Jason could squeeze through.

He steered for a shaded street running parallel to the cemetery, then slowed under the canopy of trees. Sleepy windows, glowing only from televisions and kitchen lights, lined the sidewalks. No one noticed Jason creep to a stop amid the sprinkle of parked cars.

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