Catherine, this was such a haunting vignette. Such lush, melancholy writing — it literally hurt (in the best possible way!) to read.
This, in particular, got me right *there*:
Home is where the heart is. He supposed this was true; his was six feet beneath the Metropolis Cemetery.
Oh, God. What an emotional punch in just two short sentences.
Wonderful — and to see that it was a dream at the end was such a surprising relief. Thanks for sharing this!
