Lucy Black Series

Book 1 - Chapter 5

Chapter 5 - Grave finding

Where the crows fly, the bodies lie and the spirits dance, the only place I can think of is his grave.

Well Lucy off to the cemetery with flowers. I walked out as the clouds in the sky floated towards the setting sun in the West and the moon rising in the East. My baby reflected the glowing moon as it was rising in the sky, the air was cold and my hair flowed around with its perfect curls rolling down my back. I stepped into my baby and turned the keys starting the car and driving to the cemetery. I stopped in the flower shop and got white and red roses for Danny's grave, got back in and zoomed off to the cemetery.

I pulled up outside the gates, they were closed and I would have to climb in. I jumped out of my car turning off the ignition and putting my hand over my head and locking the car with my keys and swinging my keys into my pocket. The moon was higher now and the sky was dark in dreary.Now I was at the graveyard where the crows fly, the body lies and the spirits dance. The dark pavement below lied out like a blanket with my shoes dancing off it, I looked up at the gates and around the pale wall covering the cemetery. Over in the distance I saw a part of the wall closer to the ground, I jetted off the path leading to the walking gates and got onto the moist dark green grass. My converse kept sticking into the much and moist sounds were being made by the ground.

I slipped a few times and the laces now that's hung to the ground were covered in the dark brown mud. I finally go the the wall and rubbed my hands making them more grip, hoping I was still able to do this. When I was younger me and my friend, Chloe, climbed this wall over to the cemetery as dares, it was scary. My hand prints against the ice cold, white painted stone, wall.  I grab one of the stones end poking out and pulled my foot up to another, I kept pulling myself up and was finally I was up a four metre height wall. It was two metres wide, but the height was fine, I jumped off and rolled on the grass below, covering myself in mud in the process. I shook it off, hoping I am not seen nor heard. I stand up soaking and muddy, but I don't care anymore, I got a mystery to solve.

The grave's lied out, one from the other fresh and sweet. Pathway's cross here and there to every grave, I know his from any part in the graveyard. He is three rows down from the gate ten grave's until him. I was at the sixth row, so close to his. I walked down the three rows and then saw the third row and walked briskly, I didn't need to count the grave's I knew what his was like. My converse barely touched the ground and only they did to stop me from flying when I see his grave.

That beautiful grave, the picture of him was at the top, it was the most recent one he had when he died, I took it with his mum's camera. That day was his Mum's birthday, his skin was pale with rosy little cheeks, he had light brown eyes and chestnut brown hair but if he lived on I knew he would have got darker hair and eyes, like his father and tints of darker skin. He lip smiled but I knew he was missing his front tooth back then. The grave was a white marble in the shape of a car, it in scripted the date he died, as I said before when it was. Around it was most o his toys and one statue of a bear holding Happy Birthday I bought him when I was fourteen and put it on his grave. I walked on the grass covering the coffin six feet under, I must do this for Jessie and I know Danny will understand.  I kneel down and check the flower pots and the toy cars all over it, the stones lining it and on all the statues. Nothing. It might of blown away. Then I see  flashlight in the distance, shit, it was the cemetery owner. I panic and run towards a Yew tree beside the wall.

As the light shines the white wall I hide behind the wall breathing heavy while my heart races I must not be caught. Then the footsteps fade and my heart rate and breathing slows.

I look at the tree, it looks so familiar like a faraway dream.

But I knew this tree all too well, every berry and every crack and every year it ages.

This was me and Jessie's special Yew tree.....

We used to say that under this tree two girls were buried, two beautiful ballerinas and at the stroke of midnight you would see two white figures of girls in Ballet dresses dancing. This is it.

This is where the bodies lie, the crows fly and the spirits dance, this was the tree.

I take out my phone shining the light in the hole of a tree and there I see it a picture of a crow carved into the bark and a discarded not sitting there.

My fingers grab it between them and I open it up reading the note to my next place.

I was sure you would go to Danny's grave and leave this old tree but I knew some how you would find it. The next clue is. Where once a heartbreak was known and now is where a child is grown. Rumors spread from place to place and we used to get make up out of it for our face. I like poems so this is it, just remember what heart break I went through and you'll guess the clue. xoxoxo Jessie