The Forty-Fifth Chapter

“You must be Rozelyn?” A male voice interrupted Rozelyn between her cries.

She paused and wiped her face clean as if to show she wasn’t crying. The voice seems to come from her father but more calm and…belonging to a living.

“It’s okay. You do not need to hide your cries. Feeling sad is normal. Even Mother Nature cries sometimes through the form of rain…”

Rozelyn debated if she was going to turn around or not. Most probably not as the inspiring words were like her father’s words of wisdom.

“May I sit beside you?” The voice asked in a polite manner. The hair on her skin began to stand; she was having goosebumps and was thinking that it came from her late father.

‘Shit! Is my father haunting me this time?!’ She pondered as she still refused to turn around. Her hands were shaking. Her body was quivering. She just experienced loss and it seems she too is losing weight because of the voice’s eerie presence.