Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

“Does it hurt?” Shirley asked with concern.

“Yes,” the man replied. She immediately blew on his fingertips. “Be careful not to burn your hand.” She thought to herself that he must be overwhelmed by grief and sorrow for his mother..

“Do you need me to help you light it?” Shirley asked. Upon seeing four sets of candles beside him, she was worried that the man would burn his fingers again. Zacharias pursed his lips and smiled. “Sure. Let’s do it together.”

After saying that, he handed her the candle and then looked toward the direction of the tombstone. In his heart, he was communicating with his mother. “Mom, I brought your future daughter-in-law to visit you. Are you happy in the afterlife?”

The girl lighting the candle next to him was completely unaware of his emotions.

After lighting the candle, the smoke was scattered in the wind and quickly disappeared as if blowing toward another world.

Zacharias stood up, he bowed his head in silence for a few seconds toward the grave, then

direction of the mountain villa. Shirley tidied up, and Zacharias received several phone calls in succession. It was

for a meal, even if restaurants were on the way. When they arrived at the Flintstone Residence, it was already almost

the car, she saw someone coming out of the

calls and Shirley stood by the dining table waiting

frown. He walked quickly to the dining table and said, “Let’s

was clearly not on the

eat much either, probably because she was too hungry. She took a few bites casually, and at that moment, she received at

if she was free to meet up this weekend. Zacharias noticed her expression and even though

phone back in her pocket and calmly asked Zacharias, “Mr. Flintstone, tomorrow is the weekend. Can I take two days

now and the fact that she wanted to take a day off, he deduced that it wasn’t because she wanted to meet a relative but probably the person she liked. He also wanted to know who she secretly

need a vacation for?” Zacharias didn’t immediately

man might not grant her leave. However, paying respects to

Saturday? Can I take a day off on Saturday?” Shirley carefully observed his expression and hoped he would agree. “All right. I’ll give you half a day off. Visit your grandmother and