7. Waking up in the Cemetery
When the first light of dawn painted the sky in soft shades of pink and orange, the stray dog stirred from her spot next to the old, broken headstone.
She stretched her legs and yawned, then glanced back at the gravestone she had been investigating the night before.
Waking up in the Cemetery ©LIMARIO/stock.adobe.comSomething about the gravestone had piqued her curiosity, and she couldn’t resist going back for another look.
