It was afternoon as Magdalena stood at the small plot of land where Thomas would be laid to rest.
The loss of her dear son had shaken her, but in this moment she felt overwhelmed by the kindness of her community.
As Magdalena wiped away a tear, she heard footsteps approaching. Looking up, she saw her neighbors - the baker, the seamstress, the blacksmith - all carrying shovels, flowers, and other supplies.
"Magdalena, we're here to help you," said the baker, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Thomas was a good man, and he deserves a proper grave."
One by one, the villagers got to work. The blacksmith dug the grave with strong, steady strokes.
The seamstress arranged a beautiful wreath of wildflowers to adorn the site. The carpenter built a simple, wooden cross to mark the spot.
As the afternoon wore on, Magdalena watched in awe, her heart swelling with gratitude.
She had always known her community was kind, but witnessing their compassion in action was truly touching.
When the grave was ready, they all gathered around in solemn silence. Magdalena knelt down, placing a single red rose on the freshly turned soil. "Thank you, my friends," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, Magdalena knew that although Thomas was gone, the love and support of her community would help her through the difficult days ahead.
Magdalena spoke, "True love comes with sacrifices, fake love comes with consequences"
YOU ARE READING
Black Magic
Mystery / ThrillerA woman in the 19th century curses her husband with black magic, she doesn't know the exchange of that, it might end her whole bloodline.
