The grave was over grown with weeds, they obscured the grave stone almost completely. It didn't look as though any one had been by in a very long time. He wondered how long it had been since the last person stood where he now stood?
He knelt down next to the grave stone and pulled the weeds out of the way. The inscription read, Are we there yet?
Then he knew he'd found Uncle Spike.
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