Flash Fiction #5: Where are they?

"Papa where's grandma?"

"She's sleeping in the graveyard."

"Papa then let's go wake her up."

"She's tired, maybe she doesn't want to be woken up."

"Okay. Papa papa where's grandpa then?"

"Don't ask me, I don't know", he said as he look over at a small bump in the lawn."

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