Beauty Ink's World

Luke stared down at the cherry wood coffin, holding someone very dear to him. His grandmother stared back with closed eyes. Everyone was coming up to Luke's grandma and saying their farewells. All except for Luke. Why did you have to leave me so soon Grandma? He thought. "I have so many questions to ask you. Your the only person I can..." Luke looked around and lowered his husky voice, trying to choke back tears. " Your the only person that understands my gift." Exhausted and a little overtaken by weakness, Luke collapsed to the floor gasping as his tears ran viciously down his cheeks and onto the soft plush carpet. A woman stood next to her grandson, not sure whether or not she should show herself to him. "Luke please don't cry. I'm not leaving you yet." Oh, great. He thought, know I'm hearing voices. "Luke, it's me. Your Grandma." Luke smiled to himself. Now I know I'm crazy. My grandmother is dead; a pla...