The Talent

I give to you a story in eleventy-one words...

I discovered the ‘talent’ when I was young.

My parents booked a cabin in New Hampshire for our vacation. One day, my father and I walked down the main road until we came to a path. Being the semi-adventurous sort, we entered. Soon we found a small cemetery plot full of worn gravestones. I moved to clean one off. When I did, I saw a life flash before my eyes. But it wasn’t my own. It was the life of him buried beneath the stone. What struck me was this hadn’t happened when I had touched other gravestones.  

I later learned it only occurs with those whose lives have been forgotten.