Katrina places the white chrysanthemums in front of a steel-grey tombstone, then sits cross-legged on the ground and opens up the wine to chat with her long-dead father.
"Dad, I've come to visit you. I brought your favorite drink. You must be thirsty, and I haven't visited you for so long. I'll pour it for you."
Katrina slowly pours the wine into a glass, holding it in both hands and sprinkling it evenly over the grave.
"Dad, don't worry about me. I'm fine. Uncle Anderson is very kind to me. Actually, she mentioned you last night. He said that he particularly missed drinking with you in the old days."
A thought occurs to Katrina. "Dad, how come I never heard you mention that you such good friends with Uncle Anderson?"
Before her father passed away, she can't remember her father having a friend named Carl Anderson. When she was in the orphanage, Carl suddenly appeared to adopt her, claiming to be her father's friend.
But when she thinks about it…
