Love to the End and See the Light Again

"Ms. Yale, a psychopath came to the cemetery today and dug up your daughter's grave. We have called the police."

I was so angry that I was shaking. I took a taxi and rushed over.

The cemetery staff was waiting for me at the gate and apologized to me as soon as he saw me.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Yale. It was our mistake. She said she wanted to check the grave herself when she bought it, but we didn't expect her to dig it up directly. I'm sorry!"

"Where are the people?"

He said, "They are still at the cemetery. The police are also here, waiting for you to mediate."

I jogged over with the staff and saw from afar Amy crying and Colt coaxing her. The staff and police were speechless.

"Ms. Yale, that's her."

I was shaking all over, clenched my fists and rushed in, slapping Amy hard on the face. When I tried to slap her again, I was stopped by a policeman nearby.

Amy was knocked dizzy by me. Colt protected her before she spoke.

He said, "Myrna, are you following me?

"Are you crazy? Why did you hit her?"

Amy covered her face and leaned in Colt's arms. "Myrna, don't get me wrong. I had just returned that day, and Pag was dying, so I asked Colt to go see her for the last time. Today I came to find a grave for Pag. They refused to sell the cemetery I wanted. These lunatics even wanted to beat me, so I asked Colt to come."

I know that Pag Amy mentioned was a dog.

It was a dog that they raised together.

I suddenly felt it was ironic that Colt went to see his dog for the last time, but he didn't even see his daughter for the last time.

After hearing what Colt and Amy said, the police thought we knew each other, so they let me go.

I looked at the scattered soil that had been dug up, and the mess that the small garden I had arranged for my daughter was in.

My daughter likes flowers, but I couldn't buy fresh flowers in the cold winter. I flew to other city myself to bring her this wreath made of dozens of different kinds of flowers. I was sure she would like it very much.

But now, it was all destroyed.

I looked at Colt, gritted my teeth, and ignoring my numb hands, slapped Colt hard.

"Colt, you are a jerk."

The police quickly grabbed me and persuaded me, "It has already happened, Ms. Yale. Don't be angry. Let's talk about how to solve it first."

Hearing the police's words, Colt asked, "Did you buy this cemetery?"

I didn't reply. The staff member next to me said, "Mr. Simpson, this cemetery was bought by Ms. Yale. Do you know her?"

Colt looked at the policeman beside him.

"Thank you, sir. This is my wife."

The police and cemetery staff looked at each other, then at me.

I said, "I'm sorry. We are still married, but I don't know the young lady. I want her to apologize."

"Myrna, don't go too far."

In response to Colt's rebuke, I sneered.

Colt frowned. "Why did you buy a cemetery? And you decorated it like this. Who are you planning to give it to? For Elaine? Myrna, you curse your daughter?

"Even if Elaine is dying, I can save her. This cemetery is not needed. I will give it to Pag."

Listening to his confident words, I suddenly burst into laughter. Tears flowed down my cheeks.