This is dizzying, confusing if you just read it at a glance. Cause our problems are too perfect, too full for a little girl like me._Grace ManninhattanMr.Charmond received a warm welcome when he returned to the palace, before his eyes closed and he had a dream. There was a warm conversation with Grace on the bed. Occasionally Grace's laugh sounded sweet when Mr.Charmond made jokes with his young story with Mrs.Launtin, they imagined married life was the start of a more enjoyable life. Of them have the freedom to determine the contents of the house and head, but they do not.When Mrs.Launtin found the intended love, there was actually no marriage in the relationship.And Mr.Charmond began to choose not to be interested in marriage after seeing how Mrs.Launtin had to be wasted from all sides because of her love."But you were married before, I am your second wife." Grace said, her hand reaching for the neck of the man next door."Should I tell you how unhappy the marriage was, Grace?"
January next year, I no longer hear how the loud voice that sometimes softens calls my name with new hope, Mother._Mr.CharmondThe turn of the year was still in a matter of months, but death was drawn faster than the charms of firecrackers in the sky. Don't think anyone wants to get old and then die. They want to continue living with one, four, eight or ten children. But one death news will still come in a dark state like blind.Someone tapped Mr.Charmond's shoulder lightly, as he turned away. Grace's face, dressed in black and a shawl of the same color and covering her head, sat with the grieving man. Mr.Charmond's face looked very puffy with dark circles around his eyes."I beg you, don't cry." Grace said softly. "Everything will meet death. You told me that, Mr.Charmond. Let your mother meet her eternal life, we don't know how long she misses her husband, your father."For a split second, Mr.Charmond nodded his head, but his eyes still couldn't lie. He loved Mrs. Bovary very much w
You will hurt if you keep your eyes sharp, but your soul will be full of love if they keep working._Grace Manninhattan.Joining the big family with a serious conversation, Grace's head was bitten by a tiger's fang. There were many people around who were not recognized, even though Mr.Charmond sat beside her, she seemed to freeze without knowing what they were talking about.Grace's smile shrank, she had sat as a CEO in a very short time. A job that made her have to meet many people with warm faces even when she was grieving. Grace is grateful to be taken out by Mr.Charmond from there, at least there is freedom to enjoy some quiet time alone. However, in the future, she must return to the company with the position of CEO. Mr.Charmond had promised that.Not long after the old people's conversation, Grace left the room and entered the bedroom. She rushed so as not to meet the many mourners who arrived as if reluctant to go home. The door had just been closed by Grace but opened again wit
All night there was no sense of rest behind the thick blanket, a small body sitting on the floor with her back against the bed. Her eyes drifted to the bedroom door until it opened.Twenty minutes to five in the morning, the hard black door opened, until Mr.Charmond's nose was perfectly visible. Grace woke up, approached a grown man with a tired look but still carried a sweet smile at the corners of his lips."I'm sorry, Grace." The smile was heavy, showing that he felt guilty but not sad.The genie who possessed Grace carried Mr.Charmond's body against the wall until it hit the corner of the table. Anger with bloodshot eyes made the man who had just been cornered try to calm the situation down, but it seemed to no avail."Why are you meddling with my life!" She shouted angrily."Because I give you what you want." He answered innocently.Charmond's collar seemed to entangle his neck, even his body was slightly pushed towards Grace."You husband is useless to me! I am do not recognize
"I know what you want, but you don't have to be crazy, Grace."The man spends his time scribbling on a small book which he often takes with him wherever goes, occasionally his eyes go to the woman's body lying in a hospital bed.The clock shows half past twelve, but Grace only wakes up after getting help from the doctor and then goes back to sleep. She had questioned Mrs.Launtin, but they were not in the same hospital.Mr.Charmond takes Grace to a private doctor, doctor Lue. Sick, Grace still railed against him with a cynical look. She hopes to be side by side with her mother who is lying ill, but Mr.Charmond just doesn't allow it.The scribbles kept changing on the blank sheet of paper, only the direction of his eyes narrowed at Grace's body which had the wrong ambition.It was only today that Mr.Charmond's soul was squeezed by his own thoughts after finding the small knife that Grace always carried with her every day. What for?Of course to meet the opportunity with her grudge again
Grace opened her eyes with throbbing head, who knows how long she had been asleep with an IV drip dripping blood a little. Unconscious hand movements made the tube stretch until the thick red liquid entered the IV tube.Doctor Lue came in briefly just to make sure Grace's health, not long after she left to pay a visit to a patient in another room. Before the bedroom door was closed, doctor Lue said that Mr.Charmond was out and would be back in the next hour.Grace nodded, she didn't mind being in the room alone, it was much better to fix her hot head if she found Mr.Charmond's face with her.Ah. It's that old man again.Her eyes were directed outside the window, there was nothing interesting besides a collection of clouds drifting leaving the bright blue sky. Evening draws near in the eye."How is my mother?" She muttered, grabbing the cell phone on the table.The cellphone battery was fully charged, a sign that Mr.Charmond had noticed that Grace's cellphone was brought to the hospita
_ Go with your dead soul._Author"That's my mother's grave," Charles's index finger pointed at the neat mound of earth. Green grass is visible above it.A fresh breeze amidst the cloudy afternoon, escorting two teenagers to the cemetery Charles meant. Their steps go hand in hand, if Grace's left foot steps, then Charles's right foot will follow. Continue until they stop at a grave."Mrs. Aziza, what a beautiful name." She said almost in a whisper.Grace's eyes glanced to the side, it was seen that Charles body had crouched down. Caressing the green grass which indicates like eternal life in nature there is very calm.This is surprising indeed. Even Grace herself could hardly believe that she finally knew Charles with one crazy confession. It's just that there was no expression of surprise or anger that Grace got from Charles, a far cry from Mr. Flip's attitude that said bad things about him as an illegitimate child. She cleared her throat, crouching down beside Charles.The man looked
_No one ever really goes, not even to come. You know, life does ask many people to give up immediately._ AuthorOne clap on the back of the man walking to class. Until a small chuckle was heard when she found Charles's surprised face."You have an appointment with Callin this afternoon?" She put hands into her coat pockets, her eyes turned to the side.Charles tried to remember whether he had an appointment with his fiancé today."No, what's wrong, Grace?" Charles answered after five minutes of thought."Come to my mother's house, we have lunch there." Invited her excitedly. "I'm not feeling bad for you, you're good enough as a brother." Her eyebrows rose a few times after finishing the last sentence.Charles didn't mind. Their footsteps headed to class with non-stop conversation, even Charles' laughter sounded warm when Grace slightly annoyed to man who loved to tease her. Several eyes began to stare at them, there were some almost whispered conversations. Those who know the news of