Even Though Death Will Not Separate Us

by Kelvin Davis

The days are significantly longer than the nights during the summer months. There is still some light in the sky even though it is seven o'clock in the evening. After attending a get-together with some new acquaintances earlier today, Abigal went home without wasting any time, picked up the tray of stale rice and soup that the maid had made, and headed in the direction of his previous residence. The ancient home was out in the countryside, on a winding road that was just wide enough for cars to pass through, and there were various sorts of trees on either side of the road. As we approached, the area was suddenly dark. After getting out of the automobile, he was unable to see the ground very well, and as a result, he stepped in a muddy puddle. The upper portion of the shoe became soiled very immediately. Abigal uttered a slur and wanted to do nothing more than shove the rice into his hand. He was at a loss to comprehend why she picked him out to provide food to this moron when the entire Tham family, from the top down to the bottom, had two hundred and thirty mouths to feed and didn't even have white rice, yet she still allowed him to eat. left for a period of four years. Although it was stated that his mother was throwing him down the stairs recklessly, which caused him to become stupid, that guy was not a decent person at all. He would read books all day long and wouldn't even bother to let out a fart or change his clothing. He is not afraid to wear it, despite the fact that the color has faded, and his walk is similarly bent over; whence did he get even half of the appearance of the eldest son in the Tham family?

147 pages, Paperback

Published October 31, 2023