by Paula R. C. Readman
In the depth of a cloudless night, you came to me. Your cheeks all aglow and lips slightly parted.
“A Whiter Shade of Pale” tunelessly ran through my head. I reached for your hands. Cold to the touch, I cared not.
“Come. Lay beside me, my darling, for I shall warm you up.”
Wordlessly, you climbed in. I ignored the odour of decay that perfumed your skin and the worms and dirt that fell from your hair.
As the moonlight shone off my gravestone, I wrapped the shroud around us; glad to have you finally back in my arms again.
Paula R C Readman
Paula R. C. Readman lives in the UK. Her fiction has mainly been published in anthologies in Britain, Australia and America. Overall winner in two writing competitions and soon to have her first crime novella ‘The Funeral Birds’ published by Demain Publishing in February 2020.