Tom frowned as he carried the man into the basement. Who did he think he was coming into his house like this? He dumped the man onto the wooden table to take a good look at him. Tom started thinking he might have gone overboard with the chopping. The man's face was partially chopped up. That would have made a good mask. This thief looked like some pretty boy with blond hair and a flawless face.
Oh well Tom thought. Maybe some other time.
He went into the hallway where he had found this man trying to break into his room. He saw a bag lying by the door and opened it to see what was inside. Tom gasped to see it was all the silver in the house. The thief tried to rob him of all of Mindy's silver possessions.
Mindy…
Ma!
Tom got up and ran outside to the cemetery. If that man was robbing the house, who's to say he wasn't robbing her fresh grave? Tom ran to see Mindy's grave still covered in dirt as it was left weeks ago. He started digging just to make sure she was still there. He dug and dug and dug until he finally reached the coffin. Tom opened it to see Mindy laying lifeless like the last time he saw her.
Ma…
He lifted her body out of the coffin and held her in his arms. He didn't want Mindy out here anymore. He didn't want her out in the open where anything could happen. If that man found his way to the house, that meant someone else could come too. Someone could come and rob Mindy's grave. Tom lifted Mindy's body and carried it inside the house.
Tom looked at his mother's lifeless body. She looked completely at peace, the most peaceful he had seen her in years. He carried her body upstairs to her bedroom. Her room was kept just the way she left it before she died. All the furniture laid in their normal spots. All her possessions were kept untouched.
You're home now, Ma. You're safe now.
He sat her down in the chair that sat by her desk. Mindy's body sat lifeless with her hand hanging limp from the arm of the chair and her head rest on her chest. Tom brushed the hair away Mindy's face wishing that this wasn't real. He still wanted to think she was only sleeping and would wake up soon. Tears came to his eyes as he held Mindy's hand and cried.
What do I do? I'm alone in this house. Who will take care of me?
