Whelve #AtoZChallenge #FridayFictioneers


Whelve; to bury something deep, to hide.

It was time. I walked across the beach, wet with seaweed as the tide was coming in. Bringing my dad’s ashes back here was fitting. We had loved this beach as a family and there was special rock we had all ways sat on.

It was there I dug a deep, deep hole and hide him under the sand. I could have just thrown the ashes into the sea but I couldn’t let go that easily. At least here, I knew where he was.

Patting the sand back into place, I let the tears fall.

 

(Inspired by; https://rochellewisoff.com/2019/04/24/26-april-2019/ with thanks).

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