Ben was heavier than Aileen. His grave was slightly larger too, thanks to his height. The pile of earth next to the shallow pit was definitely larger than Aileens had been. It was getting dark by the time they had finished working, darker still after they had placed Bens body in the grave and covered it back up. Yet it had felt so much longer to bury Aileen.
Maybe it was because he knew exactly how he felt about Aileen. Everything and everyone else, he had no idea right now. Ben had let Owen and Aileen into the store and given them food, but hed also killed two people. Joe had killed two people as well, but hed looked after Aileen, tried to stop Travis, helped Owen dig these two graves. Owen himself hadnt killed anybody. But it was only a day ago that he had been planning on attacking somebody for food, hadnt it? And he had also started the fight with Travis. It was he that had caused all this. Him alone.
Owen looked away again as Joe dug Aileen and Bens initials into their graves, right hand pressed hard into his eyes. He looked over the graves as Joe spoke, though, arms hanging limply by his sides. He didnt understand what Joe was saying, but he didnt need to. The implication was what mattered. As soon as the other boy had finished, Owen took the two trowels, and stuck them into the earth at the head of each grave. He stayed there for a while, looking at Aileens grave. He spoke softly, quietly, hoping that Joe didnt hear him speak.
Im sorry, Aileen. After everything thats happened, I fucked up. I fucked it all up, and now
Owen sniffed. He knew what he had to say. He just couldnt quite bring himself to accept the words for fact.
I cant even promise to stay alive and to escape
I wont. With people like Hansel and Travis st-still around
Owen said these last two words as he stood up, trudging back into the store. He found the bags hed picked up earlier, and filled them with the clothes hed been planning to change into, the golf club, and as much food as he could comfortably carry. One went on his back, golf club sticking out of the top, the other in his left hand. He carried the table leg in his right hand. Time to go. It was almost too dark to see, but Owen didnt care. Anywhere was better than here. Owen paused, looked at Joe, then nodded at the boy.
Theres still a bunch of food left
if you need any of it. I think
I think itd be best if I went my own way right now
stay safe, alright?
With that, Owen was gone.
((Owen Kay continued in Just Me, a Block of Dirt and a Cavern of Danger