She was glad of that focus, even as the words he said warmed her until her insides felt like they'd been liquified. She breathed again when she felt the grass under her feet again. "You can look away now if you want to," Maggie smiled, "but I have to say, I'm perfectly happy with the view I have from here, too."

Maggie usually stayed at the cemetary most of the day, talking to a piece of stone about the town, what had happened in the past year, problem DIs and even what Levi was up to. Just now, she felt no more reason to stay. This was stone and grass. Her father wasn't here anymore. His spirit had moved on and it was time for her to do the same. "Want to get out of here?"