Ever since I was a little girl, I've visited this grave. I'm not sure if it's folklore, but the story is that one day Cornelia was walking her dog in the mountains and her dog slid down a ravine. She tried to save him and she slid as well, and they both died.
I think I'll stop by Cornelia always, and maybe one day I'll leave a note to let her family know that Cornelia is sometimes in my thoughts too.
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