When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I searched my memory but could not remember any such person. Who could he be? As far as I could remember, my Grandma did not have a friend like this.

Out of curiosity, I could not help stepping forward. “Hello!”

The man paused for a moment and turned around to look at me sharply.

His elegant handsome features seemed aloof as he cast me a glance. Without a word, he turned around, ready to leave.

Noticing the white chrysanthemums and offerings in front of the tombstone, I couldn’t help looking in the man’s direction, asking, “Mister, you are…?”

The man turned around and cast me a glance, saying, “Just a passer-by!”

After this short phrase, he said no more.

Watching him walk away, I could not help being curious. When did my Grandma make friends with someone like this?

Leading Summer to pay respects and bid goodbyes, I set aside those thoughts. Macy’s grave was the newest. After five years, there were no weeds or damages. It looked brand new.

I could not understand Jared. Perhaps, he had never loved Naomi or Macy. To him, they were just passers-by and his feelings for them are just guilt.

Neither of them was around anymore nor so all that was left was a heart filled with remorse.

If both of them were still alive, I’m afraid he would still be cold and indifferent to them as if they were just strangers.

we met the man with the aloof expression again. His car was parked in front of the cemetery, it was a black off-road vehicle, cool

arrived with Summer, he cast us a nonchalant glance and put on his sunglasses. Then he

told me, “Mrs. Fuller, Mr. Fuller instructed me

It was already booked. There was no point in

screeching sound of braking. It was

fell into my arms. Joseph calmed himself and looked with narrowed eyes at the

as two men alighted the black car with wrenches in their hands, obviously

windscreen

driver’s side crashed down even as Joseph cried,

opened and two well-built men pulled him out, tying his

I got out my

was pulled open and two big and burly men stood there,

lest she be traumatized, I said calmly,

an hour of your

react for fear of putting Summer in harm’s way, so holding her, I came down from the car and looked at the two men as calmly as

good thing that they wasted no words but led the way, one

clear voice was heard. It was almost devoid of emotion but the tone was loud and

men stopped in their tracks and I looked in the direction of the voice. It was the man we

you? It’s none of your business.” The two men burst out in anger and

coldly as before. “This is broad