Chapter 9 - Growing up

Hours passed, and the evening sunlight threw long shadows among the sleeping places of the dead. I had lost all sense of time, kneeling there with my daughter holding my hand, in silence, I heard the soft shuffling sound of feet on the grass. I looked up, and beyond me, standing together by my house yard wall, was a woman, her veil down, hiding her face, she was looking towards the grave towards us. She came closer and stopped, who is she? Where has she come from? And what is her history? She seems alone and full of sorrow, thin and pale, full of pain and fear as she lifted her veil and in the still evening light I saw her face, it was my wife, I woke up from deep slumber sweating up, shocked, mesmerized beyond words, at the end of my bed was my dead wife, who then started to slowly shrink in size until she disappeared. I was petrified with fear since it was very odd to sleep with a dead person.