Ride Home

After school, we didn’t have practice since there were no practices held on Mondays. I took my usual hike to the cemetery. Lately, I have felt less and less of a pull towards it. But today I felt it. I pushed through the gates of Shadow creek Cemetery and crunched through the leaves to the bridge that leads to my family's resting place.

“Jamie?” I was stopped before I made it completely across the bridge.

“Hunter?” I eyed him, “Are you following me again?”

“I’m not actually.” He looked uncomfortable, “I was visiting someone and when I looked up, I saw you.”

“Oh…” I said, “Who are you visiting if I may ask?”

“My mother.” He smiled sadly in my direction, “Today marks another year of not having her here. Kinda sappy, anyway why are you here?”

“I’m visiting my family too.” I looked down at my feet, “I’m sorry about your mother. I lost mine a little over a year ago.”

“Yours is fresher than mine then.” He walked onto the bridge and leaned on the opposite rail I was on, “Aiden got a tip that