Only after Celeste finished cursing did she remember she hadn't collected the ashes. Sadly, only fragments remained.
Celeste sat on the ground, holding the urn and crying, "Henry, what am I going to do without you?"
Ruby also wiped her tears and comforted Celeste, "You still have me, and I'm carrying your grandson."
The two of them started crying together, a heart-wrenching scene.
I mocked Celeste, "Mom, aren't you hugging the wrong person? Someone might think she's your daughter-in-law."
Celeste, displeased, said to me, "Ruby is also Henry's woman and my daughter-in-law. Besides, she's carrying my grandson. You, as his wife, should be more generous."
Her words made me laugh in disbelief.
Seeing that I didn't respond, Celeste thought I agreed. She continued, "Ruby is pregnant and needs someone to take care of her. Since your place is big, she'll stay here from now on. You must take good care of my grandson."
I was furious. "Get out, all of you. Take your son's ashes and get out of my sight. You make me sick."
Celeste got mad too. "This is Henry's house. Why should I leave? You should leave."