Chapter 184: The Husband of The Granddaughter You Cherished
After breakfast, Lariette and Ruediger returned to the cottage. They thanked Melissa and Paul for the delicious breakfast.
Then, Lariette and Ruediger headed out again, this time going to the graveyard. She carried the flower basket in her right arm while he brought a paper bag of pear cider.
"What are those for?" asked Ruediger the first time he saw three bottles of pear cider.
"Grandma loved pear cider," Lariette chuckled. She lightly shook one of the glass bottles, "I’ll offer her some and drink one for myself. Or drink two, if I have lots to talk about with her."
Ruediger arched his brows, learning something new about the late Mrs. Evans. Based on his faint recollections of her, he remembered she was an interesting and funny old lady.
"Eddy, this way."
"Okay."
Lariette pointed in a direction after they walked past the Campbells’ home. She directed Ruediger along the shaded pathway, leading to the village gravesite.
The morning air was crisp, blowing past the towering trees in the surroundings, spreading its lingering coolness. The sun had risen higher, its golden light filtering through the rustling leaves.
Lariette and Ruediger’s steps were quiet against the dirt path. Along the way, they didn’t see anyone else.
The birds chirped, followed by the crickets singing in the forests. The melody broke the peaceful silence.