“Why are we going in here?” Karen asked her older cousin Alicia, struggling to carry the load between them.
“It’s Grandpa’s barn. I remember my Dad helping rebuild it when I was seven-years-old.”
“I like the vintage feel. The lanturne is neat. I bet it’s antique,” Karen said enthused.
“Ah, it’s pretty dusty and dirty in here actually. I’m sure no one has been in here since Grandpa retired.” Alicia said.
“So did you bring a shovel?” Karen inquired.
“There is a couple of shovels in here. We should bury him over there,” Alicia said quietly pointing.
They started digging through the barn’s loose dirt floor.
“I hope this is deep enough?” Karen asked.”We should do six-feet deep, right?”
“Yeah,” Alicia remarked. “At least he’s close to her here.” Karen gave Alicia a funny look but decided to stay silent.
The cousins carried the body wrapped in blankets to the hole they had dug.
Breathing heavily after shovelling, they threw the body in the hole and began the slow process of shovelling dirt ontop of the body.
Karen stopped shortly.”You really think we should be doing this?”
Alicia sighed.”Grandpa told me to do this. He told me to bury him here next to our Nana when he died.”
“What happened to Nana?”
“He was mad at her once. In a fit of rage he hit her over the head with the back of a shovel. Grandpa never meant to kill Nana.”
“When did he tell you?” Karen asked.
“I was there that night, sleeping over. I saw everything and helped Grandpa bury Nana. He was in shock. It was my idea to bury her in the barn.” Alicia admitted.
“I can’t believe he killed her,” Karen said.
THWACK! Alicia’s shovel hit Karen in the head cracking her head like a watermelon.
” I believe it,” Alicia said burying Karen in the grave with her Grandpa.
” You always were their favourite grandchild, cousin.” Alicia smirked.
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