Secret forest, graveyard secrets

I spent the day in the company of my son. We played endlessly it seemed, the same game. A vampire hunter has a vampire cousin whom he meets once more living in a run down house. At midday we chose to explore the woods behind the co-op. I'd never been near but I'd read it was possible. We pursued this secret area and couldn't find where the way to them was. Upon giving up and starting our journey back home, we stumbled upon the public footpath which invited us to where it led. It was a secluded steam with a cascade of treetops covering it from sight. A metal bridge was in place and an uneasy calmness danced in the air around us as my son through bigger rocks than I was happy with into the water of the stream. After 15 minutes we took the journey back. My son confirmed in a questioning way that 'zombies, vampires and ghosts weren't real were they?!' I never tell him that I communicate with or even believe in ghosts. I think he needs to be much older. He also said that Skeletons didn't exist which led on to him not knowing that graveyards were real! We were two minutes from the local church and its graveyard and so I asked him if he'd like to step into the church yard. He was eager. We walked around and he seemed overjoyed that gravestones shaped like Halloween crosses existed. It wasn't a macabre experience in the slightest, more a peaceful life affirming moment between us as we clung to each other more and strengthened our bond. "We'll never be apart dad will we, even when we are ghosts?" No son, we'll always be tied to each other. 

Yet another wonderful day in his presence.