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"I'll tell you what I'd like to happen. I'd like to come back."
"Reincarnation?"
"Sure. Come back and do it all over again. All the good and all the bad. That's what I'd want for my eternity."
"Do you believe what they say? That you keep coming back with the same people? All the people you cared about?"
"It would be nice, don't you think?"
She nodded. "Yeah, that would be nice."
We climbed in silence to the top of the hill. When we got there, Savannah paused.
"Do you hear that?"
I stopped. "What?"
"Voices. Like whispers."
"I hear the wind."
I started forward again, but she grabbed my arm.
"No, really, Paige. Listen. I hear whispering."
The wind rustled through the trees. I shivered.
"Okay," I said. "Now you're scaring me. So much for a peaceful walk."
She grinned. "Sorry. I guess it is just the wind. Hey, what if Leah's necromancer buddy followed us here? This place would be even worse than the funeral parlor, wouldn't it?"
"Thanks for bringing that up."
"Oh, I'm kidding. There's no one here. Look." She turned and gestured at the vista beyond the hill. "You can see all the way to the entrance. Nobody's there. Anyway, Lucas is guarding the path. He's an okay sorcerer. Not great, but at least he could shout and warn us."
"Sure, but Leah would probably knock him unconscious before he finished whatever he was trying to shout."
Cortez's voice floated up on the still night air. "I can hear you perfectly well. This is a cemetery. There isn't much in the way of noise interference."
"Sorry," I called down.
"Did you hear me, too?" Savannah asked.
"The part about me being an 'okay sorcerer'? 'Not great'? No, I believe I missed that."
"Sorry."
A sound floated up, something suspiciously like a chuckle. "Quiet down and get moving before we learn whether it really is possible to make enough noise to wake the dead."
"What are we putting the dirt in?" Savannah asked as we approached the trees surrounding Mott's grave.
I took a sandwich bag from my pocket.
"A Baggie?" she said.
"A Ziploc Baggie."
"You're putting grave dirt in a Ziploc? Shouldn't we have a fancy bottle or something?"
