Payback is Sweet by Kristy Centeno

Author:Kristy Centeno
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: revenge, jilted lover, spoiled rich girl
Publisher: Blushing Books

Chapter Fifteen

After dropping Audrey home, I drove to a nearby florist and purchased a small arrangement of beautiful white gardenias. Shortly thereafter, I drove to The Rose of Eden Cemetery, which was owned by my good ole father. He bought it years back and changed its name after my mother, Rosalie.

The cemetery was a private lot, which was kept locked at all times with the exception of a nine-to-five schedule where visitors were allowed in to pay their respects to the deceased. Paying my respects to those I’d lost was my main reason for being there. This was a ritual I usually did on my own. I wasn’t even sure my dad visited my mother’s grave anymore. Although, judging by the mysterious roses that appeared on her grave from time to time I could only assume he did. Roses were the only flower my father ever gifted Mom. I remember him saying once that they reminded him of her.

Just last week I’d dropped by to sit on my mother’s grave and think, which was something I did often, and was pleasantly surprised when I arrived and saw a beautiful rose arrangement of over twenty red roses. Maybe, just maybe, my father did have a heart after all. Perhaps all emotion hadn’t died with my mother.

I was eleven when Mom died of heart failure. She’d been born with some congenital defect that eventually took her life. Even though her death still affected me, especially during the time when I desperately needed a mother daughter talk, I preferred to remember her as she was when she was happy, smiling, laughing, fussing over me. I had enough sad memories and regrets to last me a lifetime, so easing some of my pain by recalling the happiest moments with my mother, more often than not, kept me going.

On my way into the cemetery, I greeted Bernard, who was in charge of overseeing the lot and continued on by when he returned the greeting. Already knowing by heart where to go, I walked down the path and to where my family’s plot was located, which was on the far northeast corner of the huge lot. Religiously almost, I pressed on, acknowledging briefly a group of mourners nearby, and picked up pace as I spotted the huge, rose shaped tombstone ahead.

As I did every time I came, I acknowledged my mother’s tombstone, gazing at it with a mixture of sadness and grief. The arrangement was still resting at the foot of the huge headstone, but the flowers were now quickly withering. If my father really brought them, I had no doubt he’d be around soon enough to bring more. If not, I could always make another trip to the florist sometime during the week.

Glancing at the slightly smaller headstone of an angel to my right, I stepped forward with the beautiful arrangement I’d brought and set it just beneath the angel’s feet before taking a step back to admire the name: Aiden Rowe. So tiny, so innocent.

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