Top Hat Society: Snippet
By: E. M. Peterson
When they arrived at her gravestone, Lucy found herself in shock. There, huddled around the grey marble, were dozens of Top Hats from the Society. Her brothers looked just as surprised but they also quite grateful. This time, when her brothers took the coffin back onto their shoulders, they did not argue when a number of Top Hats went to aid them. Lucy’s eyes began to shake as tears fell onto the snowy ground. This was what it meant to live as a Top Hat. This was a Society of brothers. Lucy’s eyes looked among the solemn new-comers. Lewis, “The Weasel”, Marley, Winston, and even her duel master Vaan had showed up. There were many faces she didn’t know but some Sebastian and Andrew clearly knew. And yet, she still couldn’t find his face. In the sea of Top Hats, her father still hadn’t shown up.
The priest began and Lucy found herself crying not for herself, but for her mother. It wasn’t fair that the man she had loved couldn’t show up even for a minute.
"Would anyone like some parting words?" the priest questioned the crowd.
Not a word was said as the wind whistled between each person. But then Lucy heard it.
"I will love you to my dying day. Forgive me, my Stella."
© E.M. Peterson