We entered our house, the man named Aiden greeted us with a bow, and I can see that his tidy hair is no longer tied, there are a few in front, some strands are wet. I peek in and the floor is dripping wet. Small patches on the floor are prominent with its dark color from the dry wood, I look a little to the right, I saw the source, a bucket with a small cloth at the side.
I heard my brother sigh, I followed, placing my right hand on my waist, but my eyes saw my brother's face, and it was smiling.
We went in and Aiden told us he was trying to clean, we finally entered the house, I took a piece of bread and sat down quietly on the floor, on the mini table, then I saw Aiden with fresh new clothes, my eyes follows as he walks to the kitchen towards my brother, but I silently eat as I'm listening.
"I saw a few dust on top of the shelves, I wanted to take it off, you always sneeze when you clean" Aiden said
But he never been to the house before how does he know that about those, today is the day I saw him first.
I lean in to hear more, chewing slowly. Continue to lean a bit more, the volume that they speak goes lower and lower, until I can no longer hear anything at all. I look back and saw that they are no longer there.
I finish every food I has and went to room and pick up a thick note book with many overlapping pages, then glue and pencil, I glued some of the press flowers I had last week, most of it are wild daffodils from the edge of the garden.
After 20 glued flowers, night had finally arrive.
"I'm hungry"
Brother is not back yet, I look outside from the window and there are many fireflies this time over the garden, some are small, others are really big, some are yellow, some are blue.
Knock, knock
I hurriedly dash to the door, expecting to see my brother alone, but as I opened it a breeze blows to my skin, the house suddenly went cold, the moonlight can barely shine and the person at the door is glowing, like a faint white light emits from her. She was tall almost reaching the door, all in white dress, and her ebony hair falls down until her wrist with a slight curl, and she is bare footed.
"hello" I said
The lady bends down, her complexion is pale with red lips. I meet her eyes and it was calm, relief and relax.
She held out her hand, still pale, purple lines are all over it, I reach out, but before I made contact, I can already fell it was cold. Then I realize this is what brother told me every night, the lady in front of me is no longer alive.