I widened my eyes innocently and feigned confusion as I looked at Lilian. “What are you talking about, Lilian? Isn’t the hearse used to carry and deliver dead people? Lucius is dead. Why do you bring up his luck?”
Consequently, Lilian was tongue-tied and gloomy. She glared at me because she did not expect me to argue. She was struck dumb.
Rebecca immediately chimed in, “Don’t blame her, Summer. She tried to stop you from sending Lucius for cremation because of a tradition of her hometown. When people pass away, their bodies are to be placed in the home for three days before they’re cremated. If not, their spirits will be burned too since they haven’t left their bodies.”
Lilian hurriedly nodded when she heard that. “Yeah, that’s right! Tell them to carry my son out of the hearse. You aren’t as knowledgeable as Rebecca!”
Of course, I was fearless.
Lucius’s body was delivered to his hometown in the suburbs that afternoon as if they had long discussed it.
Surprisingly, Lucius’s hometown was well set up with a feast in the courtyard. Besides, everyone who came looked happy. It was as if no one had died.
Lilian grinned and entertained the guests in delight. She was all smiles.
Rebecca looked at me in concern. “Summer, you must be exhausted. I’ll help you keep watch here. You should take some rest.”
I calmly grabbed some food before I sat beside Lucius’s coffin.
“That’s unnecessary. He wasn’t your husband. Why would you keep watch here?”
Rebecca felt awkward.
I waved at her. “I just need to keep watch for three days. I won’t let anyone touch my husband! He’s already dead. This is the least I can do for him. I’m going to fight anyone who tries to stop me!”
Rebecca glared at me. Helpless, she ran to Lilian to discuss it with the latter.
