King Vons Grave Novels & Stories

Alfred had gone and bought advertising space on the big screens in malls across the globe. He did all that just to celebrate the birthday of his 'late' daughter. The twisted part was that the Hawkins family had chosen the same day of all days to 'bury' me. There was Alfred, caught on camera, weeping uncontrollably over my coffin. Word on the street was that ever since Ruby and I were gone, he had not even had a drop to drink. The only thing keeping him alive was the nutritional shots John gave him, whether he liked it or not.

The remains buried in the mass grave behind The Abyss were finally identified and returned to their families. At my gravestone, Vivienne poured a glass of my favorite whiskey. Her voice trembled as she spoke to the earth. "Cassius... are you resting well over there?" Tears slipped down her cheeks as she choked out, "I'm so sorry. I was too late." A crybaby. How did I never realize she was such a crybaby? I stood behind her, trying to wrap my arms around her, pressing a light kiss to her cheek. As if she felt it, she murmured, "Cassius... for the rest of my life, you are the only one in my heart."