Serena shrieked in terror, covering her head. Kenny tried to stop me, attempting to wrest the hammer from my hands.
I raised the hammer high, sneering at him. "If you come any closer, I'll smash you along with it!
"Kenny, think carefully. I have nothing left to lose, so I'm not afraid of you!
"Try me if you dare!"
Clearly, Kenny didn't have the guts. He dragged Serena out, cursing me as he slammed the door behind them.
I blocked Kenny's number, packed my things, and took my grandmother's portrait with me as I returned to her small home.
When I walked in, I instinctively called out, "Grandma?"
Only when I remembered that she would never again greet me with her warm smile, did I realize she was truly gone, never to return.
The house was as she had left it, except that a fine layer of dust now covered the once spotless furniture.
To the left of the entrance was a small table with two cute porcelain dolls on it.
My grandmother had been heartbroken over my parents' deaths.
She poured all her love into me, praying every day for my safety and well-being.
After Kenny and I became serious, her prayers included him as well.
She had bought the two porcelain dolls, saying they would bring us good luck.