Chapter 856

Could Remington...

Her breathing was heavy, "Does he often get drunk?"

"Not really, just twice, but that one time was particularly frightening. You're the young master's mom, right?" Mr. Jackson suddenly asked.

Lizetta nodded, "I am."

Her voice was strained, unlike the first time she came here, comparing to Remington.

She thought Mr. Jackson might judge or find it odd, but Mr. Jackson just smiled at her.

"Ma'am, my condolences. The little guy was lucky to have parents who loved him."

Lizetta tasted bitterness in her mouth, "Lucky? He never even had the chance to open his eyes and see the world..."

Mr. Jackson was surprised, looking at the photo on the gravestone, he had thought the child had passed away as an infant, not realizing it was right at birth...

He said to Lizetta, "Ma'am, that's not quite right. I've worked here my entire life, and I can tell you, people who are remembered and cherished by their loved ones are truly fortunate!

wouldn't believe how many get buried and then are never visited again, completely forgotten. That's what real death looks

many who are inconsolable at first but then don't come back after

who comes once a week and has

it's clear you

who remember and love him like that, how can it not be

Mr. Dashiell are still young, maybe if you have another child, the little

and her grandparents would never bring up Daisy

in Zion City, there was no one she could talk about this with. She never thought that now, facing a stranger, it would somehow be

hadn't expected Mr.

convinced Mr.

Jackson is joking, how could such

plenty of strange things. Let me tell you, there was this couple, their only son, seventeen or eighteen, died in

en

few days. Then the wife dreamt their son

next day,

son, followed by a magpie all the way. From the cemetery back home, the woman found out she was pregnant

and Lizetta

"What then?"

their first son when he was a baby, even had a birthmark

Jackson went into the duty room to

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