On Memorial Day, I Dug Up My Child's Locket

Six years married, and my husband and I had always gone home separately to visit our families' graves. This year I came to the cemetery in Louis's hometown, wanting to surprise him. But I searched for a long time and found only one low grave marker carved with the Lyons name. A woman from the village told me. "That's the Lyons child that died young a few years back. Poor little thing."