I couldn’t understand why my father, who had always been careful when working, fell from the scaffolding and became a corpse, when he was just video chatting with his granddaughter a moment ago.
My house was not far from Felix's house. We had known each other since childhood.
I set up a makeshift memorial hall at home for my father. With tears in my eyes, I changed his shoes and clothes. Before I could recover from the grief, the harsh laughter of Olive came from a distance.
"Jacob, everything we are thinking of will happen. Now your father's grave is settled."
Jacob was the son of Olive. His father passed away due to illness a year ago. The Richter family cemetery was already full, so they could only buy a neighboring grave from another family for burial.
Although Jacob had been working outside for many years, he was getting poorer and poorer every year, and his father had not yet been buried.
Therefore, they had selected my family's cemetery on the west side, and wanted to directly ask for the one belonging to my father. Although my father was generous, he was very resistant to this matter.