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.

met the man with the aloof expression again. His car was parked in front of

cast us a nonchalant glance and put on his sunglasses. Then

Fuller, Mr. Fuller instructed me to book the air ticket for

“Alright!” It was already booked. There

suddenly a screeching sound of braking. It was so loud that my eardrums

fell into my arms. Joseph calmed himself and

alighted the black car with wrenches

The windscreen was

driver’s side crashed down even as Joseph cried, “Mrs. Fuller, call

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

my phone to make the

was pulled open and two big and burly men stood there, expressionless, looking at me. “Ms. Stovall, please come with

she be traumatized, I said calmly, “What do you

need half an hour of your time!” The two

for fear of putting Summer in harm’s way, so holding her, I came down

words but led the way, one in

heard. It was almost devoid of emotion but

stopped in their tracks and I looked in the direction of

business.” The two men

coldly as before. “This is broad daylight. Please be