Jane Jago’s Daily Drabble – Four

“It’s a long way up.”

“It’ll be worth it when we get to the top,” he promised. 

“But what’s up there?”

He wouldn’t say, just laughing and tugging her along in his wake. 

When they reached the top of the hill she looked around in bemusement. It was just another hilltop. Then he turned her so she was looking at a stand of trees and a white stone that stood among them.

“Sacred to the memory of Arthur Merryweather,” she read.

The sudden tears filled her eyes.

“Oh. You’ve found it. After all these years. You found my dad’s grave…”

©️jj 2018

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