The Teacher (17)

“I’m her only child. I have to be there. I have to see how her things are taken care of,” Lucy had told John, but he had responded that Sierra’s belonging wasn’t important anymore since she was dead.

I really did not know how Lucy felt at that moment when John said that. Losing a family member was always hard to accept. It was something that one could not act so normal about regardless of you were close to the deceased one or not. That was also the thing with  John.

I could only listen silently to what happened. Lucy had defiantly gone for the funeral, but upon her return, John had given her silent treatment for two weeks, spending time at work and not caring about the meals she had prepared.

“I should have walked out then. I mean, Sierra was his mother-in-law, and if that wasn’t important to him, he should have at least known that it meant the world to me. He didn’t even care an oz. And I dumbly thought it wa