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Good Manners"I'm sorry, mom"Good Manners by Sykteify
Gabriel stood over a pile of dirt and two wooden sticks tied together to make a cross. He wasn't sure what he was apologizing for. It could have been for the lack of money to keep her alive a while longer or for not being there for her in her last minutes. Or maybe he was just apologizing for not being able to buy her one of those pretty gravestones.
It didn't matter now. She wasn't listening. It's not like she ever listened.
Gabriel bowed his head and left a little flower on her grave. He didn't know why he bothered. Either the wind or some child would snatch it anyway. He dusted off and left her there. He didn't even look over his shoulder.
There was someone leaning against the marble pillar of the black iron gates of Hellingly's cemetery.
Cheshire was panting shallowly. Cold sweat covered his face and made the marble feel even colder against his back.
"Mr. Barnett?" Gabriel couldn't hide his surprise at the man in pain.
Cheshire slid down the wall, his eyes shut tig