Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Lisa grew increasingly pale, to the point of appearing blue, and her blood flow slowed down to a near halt.

Lilly had to take her back to the desolate mountain every few days to ‘recharge.” Each time the “battery” was sufficiently replenished, her aunt’s blue complexion would revert to a cold and pale state. However, Lilly knew that this could not go on forever.

Her Master had been urging her, pushing her towards a decision.

The weather grew colder, and the first snowfall of winter arrived late. Darkness enveloped the surroundings rapidly. Anthony’s car awaited them at the foot of the desolate mountain, its headlights illuminating the snowflakes that danced like elves in the night.

The interior of the car offered comforting warmth. Josh leaned against the window, gazing at the desolate mountain, and inquired, “What if my mother accidentally slips and falls in the snow?”

Lilly reassured him, saying, “Don’t worry, Aunt Lisa can bend her knees, she can walk steadily,”

Drake’s expression remained blank as he stared down at the tablet in his hands.

Suddenly, Anthony spoke up, breaking the silence. “Lilly, we can’t keep Lisa any longer, can we?”

Lilly felt disheartened and replied, “Uncle Anthony, how did you know?”

Anthony looked at her, realizing that everything was written on her face. It was not just him; everyone could see it.

Lately, the old lady had been doing her best to stuff Lisa with food, afraid that she wouldn’t have a meal on her journey.

Lilly held the heat pad tightly in her arms and spoke in a hushed tone, “Master said that Aunt Lisa is already dead, but she’s still here. So, we can only send her away or kill her,”

on the steering wheel

do you mean by sending her away?” he asked.

aunt’s soul to its final resting place. Once she

before Anthony asked, “How is that

continue existing in some form. If she is destroyed, there will be no trace of

think that this situation was

or not and what it meant to her, weighed heavily on her.

felt a surge of distress. A four-year-old child should not have to face such difficult choices that even adults find

with his hand and asked. “Is there no third option?”

shook her head, indicating that there was no other

continued to gaze at the tablet without tapping it until its screen dimmed and eventually turned off

together and suddenly spoke up. “You can negotiate it with your master,”

her nose in skepticism. “Master can be quite inflexible sometimes. If he says it

you don’t

specific goal in mind, first propose an option that the other party cannot accept, and then present your desired

people will choose

what Drake was

you mean?” She

interjected. “For instance, if you ask Grandma for one million dollars, she will refuse..”

interrupted confidently, “No, Grandma will give it to me.”