Trial Of The Senses

"Miss! Finally you are back. Your father has been waiting for you for a long time. "

Ashley walked into the villa in an ancient costume and ran upstairs without seeing anyone. When she pushed the door of Samuel's bedroom open, she saw him sitting at the head of the bed and watching the snow outside.

"Daddy!" Worrying all the way, Ashley finally got some place to rest. She ran to Samuel's bedside and asked, "Daddy, what's wrong with you? I heard from Betty that you suddenly felt bad. What's wrong with you?"

Samuel turned his head slowly and said, "You finally come back, Ashley!"

"Yes, I am back. Why do you sit up? Haven't you been lying on the bed all these days?"

"I'm not feeling well. I had a dream at noon about your mother. I feel much more relaxed after waking up. I don't want to lie on the bed anymore. I want to sit down for a while. " Although Samuel was speaking slowly, he was full of spirit on his face.

"Daddy..." Looking at him, Ashley was in a panic.

"Ashley, can you drive me to visit your mother?"

Turning her head to look at the snow outside, Ashley didn't dare to think carefully," ... Okay, I'll drive you there... "

Betty helped Samuel put on thick clothes and prepared hot water and food for him in the car. Dylan held Samuel and settled him in the car, while Betty took care of him at the back seat.

"Jamie, it's getting late. You should go home and have a rest." Ashley checked the electricity and water as well as gas. Finally, she locked the door.

"Ashley, let me go with you. It's snowing heavily, and I could offer some help in case you need." Jamie felt guilty and she always wanted to do something to help Ashley.

Ashley shook her head and said, "Don't worry. Brother Dylan will go with us. It's snowing and getting dark. You'd better go home now. "

Jamie watched Ashley got into the car and drive away from the villa area. Soon, Ashley disappeared in the wind and snow.

In the KTV in the city center, Sheila began a new day's work. After getting changed, she put on her badge and sat with other girls at the waiting area.

"I don't like it! I'm freezing!" One of escort girls, who was in her thirties who made up with the cheap cosmetics, screamed. The cosmetics could cover her face, but not her eyes which were full of complicated emotion.

"Bonnie, I'm on you! You are the last one to come in. Now close the door! "

Sheila stood up and closed the door. She was used to such kind of life, and gradually felt numb.

"Everybody, stop resting. The guests have come. Come with me." Freda, the procurer, came and shouted.

All the escort girls, including Sheila, stood up and followed mommy to the private room. As soon as Sheila wanted to entertain those men, but at the same time, she had resentments to do so in her minds, finally she deliberately stands significant place at the end of the row. The guests sitting in the sofa selected two escort girls in the front row and the others returned to the waiting area to wait for the new round of selection.

"You used to squeeze ahead all the time. Why do you keep dodging today?"

"Was it because you had a great n

we are. Let's get off!"

Samuel was about to lose his consciousness again. Upon hearing Dylan's sudden voice, he came back to his senses and his eyes were lit up. "Have we arrived?"

"Yes, we have. Let's get off the car quickly, Mr. Samuel!"

Dylan opened the door and got out of the car. He went to the back seat and took Samuel out of the car. Betty took a flashlight with her and Ashley led the way.

"We've arrived... Here we are! " Samuel murmured in Dylan's arms, "I'm here, Zelda..."

Hearing the dying man's whisper, Dylan recalled the death of his grandmother and the sadness rising in his heart. "Yes, we are almost arrived. Hold on, uncle, we will be there soon."

"Brother Dylan! My mother's tomb is here! "

"I'm coming!" Dylan trotted to keep up with her.

The cemetery of Zelda was covered with a thick layer of snow, just like all other tombs. Dylan bent over and placed Samuel in front of the tomb softly.

The tombstone was illuminated by the flashlight of the torch. Samuel's scrawny hand trembled as he touched it, with words "The tomb of my beloved wife" written in black.

"…… Ashley. "

"Daddy." Ashley hurried to squat down.

"Dylan..."

"Uncle," Dylan squatted down too.

Samuel held their hands together and said, "I'm worried about my daughter most... She had suffered too much. I don't know whom she was entrusted to... Please... "

"Don't worry, uncle. I will take care of Ashley,"

Samuel patted his daughter's hand and said, "I'm so sorry for what I have done to you... You suffered a lot... "

Ashley choked up and shook her head. "It's ok... I don't blame you. "

In the silence of the snow and silence, the cemetery was also tranquil. With a smile of relief on his face, Samuel loosened his hand that held Ashley's, and fell down to the ground all of a sudden.

"Mr. Samuel!"

"Daddy!" All of a sudden, everything in front of her went black and she felt dizzy.

"Ashley!" Dylan hurriedly held Ashley.

She couldn't fall. She still had a lot of things to do. Her father hadn't been settled down yet, so she couldn't fall.