Then, I’d definitely become a weirdo. Using the torch on my iPhone to light my way, I wished I’d brought a jacket with me. It had gotten chilly, and I was mildly creeped out about being in a graveyard at 10.30pm. I kept shifting my eyes from side to side and turning around to make sure I wasn’t being followed. If anyone had followed me, they’d have thought me totally nuts and more than a touch paranoid. But I knew where I needed to be. Even though it was stupid and maybe reckless. Who knew what kind of people hung around in cemeteries when the sun faded and the moon came out? I craved peace, and going home wasn’t going to provide enough. Sure, it was my sanctuary, but after trying to help Radleigh with Leah, and remembering that special feeling of being wrapped up with someone you love, I had to be close to Will. Had to talk to him and settle the unease inside me. I reached Will’s grave and sat down next to his headstone in my usual spot.
