-I hug Bridget- "I'm sorry Bridget.... I know you loved him... He was my best friend." -I try and hold back tears-
-I brush the dirt off me- It's ok, things happen for a reason. We should get started -walks over my to horse's saddle bag and pulls out two tiny shovels. I toss one to sal-
"Goodbye friend..." -I start helping Bridget. I notice this is easier than last I'd dug before. I wonder if it has anything to do with the power I was given-
Wait -I pull my notebook out of my cloak pocket- Here write something -I hand sal a quill pen n my notebook-