NovelEnglishChapter 275 D ☐☐☐ 42, 85%☐☐ +13) In the dead of night, Ellie sat on a stool, leaning against Harold's bedside. She cradled the new leather jacket she had bought for her dad.
She put the jacket on him, but Harold insisted on saving it for the Christmas. She had promised that once she and Aaron earned enough to buy a house, they would bring their parents to live in the city.
She also had said she would buy a wheelchair so Harold and Joanna could spend evenings at the square watching people dance or go to the park to play chess.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe had kept nagging that when she and Aaron weren't home, Harold would have to take care of himself, as they didn't want Joanna to worry.
Harold had said he would help take care of the grandchildren and that he needed to witness her and Aaron getting married and starting their own family.
Just two days had passed. And Harold was gone.
"Dad, you promised me!” Ellie clutched her dad's jacket, her sobs breaking like fragile glass.
Burying her face in the leather, her voice muffled and heavy, she cried. "Dad, weren't you always the one who listened to Aaron? He told you he got a raise, and with next month's paycheck, he can buy you a car.
"Aaron and I will be able to take care of you; why couldn't you just hold on a little longer? Now that you're gone, what is mom supposed to do? How lonely must she feel without anyone to talk to!" Outside, Alex stood rigidly, soaked to the skin from the rain. His pale face and red eyes painfully fixed on Ellie in the room; his chest felt like it was gripped tightly by an unseen hand, making it nearly impossible to breathe.
"Stop staring." Layton cover and forcibly pulled Alex out of the yard.
Ellie deliberately avoided Alex, waiting for Harold's funeral to finish. Layton feared that Alex might lose control and go to see Ellie, disrupting the funeral.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBeside the pigpen, Layton handed Alex a cigarette and a lighter. After you left, Haley walked into the Thompson residence. You know it but haven't acted, which isn't like you," Layton remarked.
It wasn't hard to guess what Haley had told Ellie's parents. That night, Harold braved the storm to go to the station-his intentions were clear.
Though Harold's death was not directly caused by Alex, it was undeniably the result of his actions. Putting aside Alex's past interactions with Ellie, this alone was reason enough for Ellie to never forgive him.
Layton asked, "If Ellie refuses to forgive you for the rest of her life, how do you plan to make it right?" Alex stood atop the pigpen wall, eyes only for the few piglets below, smoking continuously. His complexion was pale, his red eyes showing either rainwater or tears, yet he remained silent, The following day before dawn, people were busily preparing for Harold's burial. Though the rain was light, the overcast sky hinted at another storm ahead, Those staying with the Thompson family were mostly close relatives, joined by sdear colleagues and friends. That night, everyone hardly slept a wink.
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They quickly ate a small meal; Ellie, unable to eat, was encouraged by the elders to sip ssoup. At first light, the funeral procession left the Thompson residence.
Alex was caught by Layton, lingering at the back of the crowd. The officiant instructed Xaron.to place the urn at the gravesite and scatter petals, symbolizing farewell and remembrance for Harold.
Aaron watched as his only sister clutched their dad's urn, tears m shimmering in hisleyes as he said, "Ellie, Dad is watching over us from above." Tears streamed down her face as she cried, "Aaron, can we not bury him?"
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