I listened as the words repeated in a haunting echo.
“Lay your body down. Lay your body down.”
Just as the chorus kicked in with a crescendo of volume, the screen saver jumped on.
And there they were. Little, rounded monuments.
The first photo to show up was a landscape shot of an English graveyard in Belgium.
The white gravestones were only offset by bright red roses.
Maybe my computer was trying to tell me something.
“Lay your body down. Lay your body down.”
