Rising From The Dead
'My girlfriend's digging up her father's grave,' Nicholas mumbled to himself as his eye twitched.
A mound of dirt lay beside Nicholas, as he watched Sophia wipe some dirt off of her face.
"I know we all grieve in our own different ways, but darling, couldn't we get someone else to do this. Or perhaps we can ask him ourselves even?" Nicholas reasoned, crossing his arms.
Sophia shook her head, "No, I'm making sure of it myself."
"And if I were to ask anyone else to do it, that doppelganger of a father would only get them to falsify the damn results," she said as she shoveled at the spot her father had been supposedly buried.
She used the word supposedly since she hadn't any idea if he was really in there or not.
Who knew?
Needing to make sure it was actually her father she'd seen and not some creep desperate enough to make him look exactly like her father using cosmetic surgeries and other means, she continued digging.