Thirty Years Of Waiting In The Cemetery

Summary

After retiring from the Vanguard Unit, I was assigned to a suburban cemetery as a security guard for thirty years.

The peaceful, steady life almost made me forget the adrenaline of living on a razor's edge.

That was until this year's Memorial Day.

A grave that had been abandoned for nearly three decades finally had its first visitor.

He was a man in his fifties, dressed in ordinary clothes with a face so plain he'd disappear in a crowd within a second.

He carried two oranges, two apples, an