Chapter 87: Bouquet and Water Source
In the faint candlelight, Nadine put the medicine bottle full of liquid on the tea table and carefully turned the label in the same direction. Her fingertips trembled with her age, and she almost dropped the envelope of her will that she was holding. The long wooden workbench was wiped clean, and the bookshelf was covered with cloth to prevent dust from falling.
The flowers in the vase had been taken away, and the water has been emptied. Everything was tidied up properly not one thing was missed that would be rotting in some corner before the possible new owner of this home steps in.
This wasn’t the first time she had made this kind of preparation. Before Nadine decided to leave Caleb Village and embark on her final journey, she did a very similar arrangement; except this time she would not return from the journey.
The pudding given by the Black Chapter became her last supper. Her tongue couldn’t taste much anymore, but she still insisted on eating it. After dinner, the witch hesitated for a moment, washed and dried the rough glass bottle, and carefully placed it with the vase. The napkin was neatly folded on the side of the dining table, and the tablecloth was repeatedly smoothed out without any traces of wrinkles.
‘Everything’s perfect,’ she thought wearily while moving her increasingly uncontrolled body to the rocking chair as she let fear and emptiness bite her back.
There was a brass candle holder on the small table next to the rocking chair and the candle inside was about to burn out. ‘It’s okay,’ she thought slowly and turned her head to looked out the window. The moonlight was bright and shining clearly over the bare sand in the backyard.
The miracle didn’t happen as there didn’t seem to be any life fluctuations that came from there.
Her cat came out of the shadow of the table. The round orange cat meowed and jumped onto her knees skillfully, then laid down while making a loud purring sound.
“I have found a new home for you,” she murmured, gently stroking the soft fur on the cat’s back with her thin hands. “Lisa has always liked cats; She’ll treat you well… I will leave all my money to you.”