Cemetery Dance: A Casual Encounters Short Story

By T.J. Christian

Unable to overcome the loss of her husband, James, Gail Freeman visits her husband's gravesite on the anniversary of his death. Her intentions are to finally let him go, but her emotions run too deep. Letting go it too hard. What she doesn't realize is her husband's spirit has been held to this world by her grief.

Ben Forest exercises at night, jogging around the lake by the light of the moon--his route bringing him adjacent to the cemetery where Gail visits her husband for the last time. James's spirit lures Ben to the cemetery so he can spend one final, physical night with Gail.

WARNING: This 7700-word short story contains adult language, situations, and sexually explicit content: it is intended for readers over the age of eighteen.

Note: This story and many more can be found in Casual Encounters: Erotic Short Stories and Poetry collection - Coming late September, 2023

• Language: English
• Publisher: T.J. Christian
• Release date: Oct 24, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310847370

T.J. Christian

T.J. Christian is an East Texas writer who unapologetically blends mystery, horror, science fiction, and thrillers tinged with sex and violence.Thank you to everyone who has taken the time to read my work. I strive to write the best that I can but there's nothing like constructive criticism to help me get better. Have a suggestion to make one of my stories better? Shoot me a message. Have you read any of my stories? Then please leave me a rate and review to let everyone know what you think.Thank you again and I look forward to hearing from you. All work 18+.

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Cemetery Dance

A Casual Encounters Short Story

by

T. J. Christian

Copyright © 2015 by T.J. Christian

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WARNING: This story contains adult language, situations, and sexually explicit content: it is intended for readers over the age of eighteen.

Cemetery Dance

Crying is good, right? It’s the body’s method of removing heartache—of cleansing the soul. And what about time? Doesn’t time heal all wounds?

It doesn’t feel that way to Gail Freeman. For her, this past year seemed to compound the interest of her grief. She’s hoping today will help turn the course of her existence. Today is the day she lets go of the past—for good, even if it takes all night. She’s done with holding onto memories. It’s time to cast them aside and take a new step into a renewed life.

Taking in the polished marble, she touches the etched letters, tracing them with her pale fingers. All the memories come flooding back. The pain of watching her husband die—the wasting body, the balding head, the paper-thin skin that tore at the slightest touch.

Her index finger moves from the date of his death to the first letter in his name. She traces it, feeling the smooth stone. Her finger moves from one letter to the next until she reaches the end: James Lucas Freeman.

Moisture squeezes from her eye and traces a wet line down her cheek. Setting the picnic basket onto the ground, she fishes a Kleenex from the single pocket sewn into the skirt.

Good afternoon, James, she says aloud, knowing the corpse buried below will never hear the words. But even though the conversation is one-sided, speaking to her dead husband always makes her feel