Cainan stopped his car at Neriah, his late wife’s graveyard, and he got down after picking the rose flowers he bought on his way over. He saw Segun, the new graveyard watchman, sitting under the oak tree, reading the newspaper in his hand

“Good evening, Segun.”

There was a smile on his wrinkled face as he stared at Cainan, “Good evening, Mr Inferno, welcome.”

“Thank you,” he said and headed off. That was their usual greeting and some days they would take it up a bit and ask about each other’s family, but that wasn’t today.

He made his way over to Neriah’s graveyard and took a seat beside it,...