Excerpt from Ordinary Handsome. Available at http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00P46ZPA0
Just another half mile or so. It was hot, so damned hot for late October, but he knew he always felt the heat more unsettling here than anywhere else.
It took him a good fifteen minutes to come upon the second spot.
His face was wet with sweat and tears when he arrived. His heart ached more every time he came here. Even though he was an old man now, he knew this place aged him more than simple calendar time. He figured that he was jarred so quickly between the past and present, it probably double-timed his age.
The man knelt one last time and began digging small pockets of dirt from the ground, the final chrysanthemums to offer.