A Visit to My Loved Ones
This creative nonfiction is based on a loved one of mine, now gone. — BZG
They’re finally taking me over to the cemetery. I’ve been begging them for at least five years to ride me over — just for a little look-see.
I’ve got a pair of dark pants, a nice, short-sleeved shirt and a tie. My shoes don’t look so good, but they still fit…