Cassie
Or Cassandra or Cass or Whatever
"I do not know. The family told me this was what they wished, and it is not my place to question why."
Cass nodded. So he wasn't part of this family? Was spreading mud on people his job? She gave a shudder, not so much because she was scared of the dead, but because in Abasi's position she'd probably go crazy from all this quiet.
"Once I am finished, he will be placed in the basement of their home. I am told over the years dried memory mud distorts in a way they find spiritually representative of the spirit leaving."
"In the basement?" she asked, grimacing. Bodies in the basement was hardly a step away from having literal skeletons in the closet.
Confirming her theory, he added that working with the dead was his profession. The first question that came to her mind was, "Why?" but that would be rude, right? Right. "Do you ever miss being around the living?" she asked.
Cass nodded. So he wasn't part of this family? Was spreading mud on people his job? She gave a shudder, not so much because she was scared of the dead, but because in Abasi's position she'd probably go crazy from all this quiet.
"Once I am finished, he will be placed in the basement of their home. I am told over the years dried memory mud distorts in a way they find spiritually representative of the spirit leaving."
"In the basement?" she asked, grimacing. Bodies in the basement was hardly a step away from having literal skeletons in the closet.
Confirming her theory, he added that working with the dead was his profession. The first question that came to her mind was, "Why?" but that would be rude, right? Right. "Do you ever miss being around the living?" she asked.
