All in the Location
The cold winter night seeped through Juan’s jacket as he hurried along Tree Avenue.
Even after living there his entire life, he never understood why someone would use a sweet sounding name for a road next to a graveyard. It just sounded too… pleasant.
He paused at the end of the graveyard and turned toward the small house. He hated to admit it, but business had improved since he moved his practice there. Apparently, having a doctor’s office so close to a cemetery helped his patients to listen to him.
Or maybe it was his mortuary business in the basement.