"Living with corpses all year round has made you colder than any normal person! My mother might be tricked by you, but I will never believe a single word you say. Joanne, you'd better give up your stupid idea soon!"
"Alex was the heir of the Orville Family when he was alive, so he would remain the ghost of the Orville Family after death. No matter how deep you hid him, I would dig six feet under into the ground to find him!"
After venting his anger, Charles continued his deed with Annette and left without looking back.
I stood there, looking at my son's broken spirit floating beside me. My tears quickly blurred my vision without me even noticing. Before this, I had never thought that my ability to embalm corpses would one day be used on my own child. But now, it had truly happened.
The five-year agreement was the last chance I had given myself, a final bet on Charles' heart and on a future between us.
At the beginning, when he first came to me asking for help with the Orville Family curse, his eyes were full of hope and admiration.
"A royal embalmer must be very powerful, right?" he had said.