"I ask you, where is Nina?"
He seemed to have realized something. After all, such a large box was hard to miss.
People from Fensville hurried over, whispering something in Huston's ear.
"It's impossible, impossible! How could Nina be dead?"
Huston said calamities last a thousand years. He wanted me to grow old with him and to be entangled with him for a lifetime.
"I need you to tell me what happened to her. Speak!"
Huston yelled at Melanie, his movements causing the urn she held to jolt.
I watched as my ashes fell onto the snow, blending in, but they were not as pure white.
It was still dirty.
Huston knelt down with a thump, and whispered to me in a low voice. "We agreed that I would come to pick you up and take you home, why did you break your promise, Nina."
Not far away, there came a grumpy voice of a little eunuch.
"Where did this dog come from, biting on this burnt bone? Go away, go away, get out of here."
I watched as the burnt bone was kicked to the feet of Huston.
How ironic.
