Chapter 776

Melina went to the place Joe once said had the most beautiful scenery. She held a hoe and dug tirelessly. Her hands, which had once done farm work, had been guided by Joe to hold a pen instead. She kept digging, her palms blistering, and then splitting open. Blood trickled down the wooden handle of the hoe, making for a shocking sight. She silently dug a large hole by herself and buried Joe with her own hands. Joe had said he didn't want a coffin. He didn't want to be sealed in wood after death. He didn't want a grave or a tombstone. He was tired and didn't want to be disturbed. He just wanted to rest in a quiet place. Melina followed his wishes. No coffin, no grave, no tombstone. She picked some small white flowers by the roadside and laid them on the mound of soil. Once more, Melina became an orphan. She collapsed in front of the lonely grave. Somewhere, firecrackers kept crackling. It was so cold. She didn't know how much time had passed. In her daze, she seemed to hear Joe