Plot — Buying A Burial

Arthur looked at the spot. He imagined a simple headstone, perhaps one that served as a small bench for visitors. He felt a strange, quiet peace. By securing this small rectangle of earth, he wasn't just planning for his death; he was finalizing his life’s logistics, ensuring his family wouldn't have to scramble or argue over costs and locations when the time eventually came.

"I’d like something with a view," Arthur said, surprising himself. buying a burial plot

Arthur sat across from the cemetery director, a man named Mr. Henderson, whose suit was as stiff as the granite headstones outside the window. Arthur wasn’t ill, nor was he particularly old, but he was a man who liked a tidy ledger. He had come to purchase a burial plot, a task most people avoided until they had no choice. Arthur looked at the spot