The Story of Anton and Alameda

Anton had only lived in Florida for the first 14 years of his 55, and had then been called overseas to take care of a dying aunt. The house he lived in now was small, just one of many similar ones on Alva Street. In the corner of the yard was what looked at first to me like a proper white shed. But I saw that its construction was far sturdier and I realized it was a crypt. It could easily have been mistaken for one of those tiny houses rich people built for their kids to play in.