A week later, I had my mother's grave relocated.She was laid to rest in the finest cemetery on the outskirts of the city, on a south-facing hillside where the sun shone brightest.The headstone was not large, but two words were engraved on it, clear as day—Grace Bennett.She had been trapped in that village for forty years. Even after she died, she had not been allowed into the family cemetery.Today, she had finally left that place behind. At last, she could rest peacefully under her own name.Benjamin came. Dressed in black, he stood at the very back of the crowd.His hair had turned completely white, and he had lost so much weight that his jacket hung loosely from his frame.When it was time to bury her, he dropped to his knees. He kneeled alone in the dirt, far away from everyone else.Frederick stood on my left, and Christopher stood on my right."Mom," Frederick said as he bent down and placed a bouquet of flowers before the headstone. "I'm your son-in-law. I'm sorry I
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