As soon as I reached the gate of the cemetery, I received a call from the cemetery manager.
"Ms. Chase, your daughter's grave has been dug up!"
I was enraged by those words. After confirming it again, I started to feel dizzy.
I almost ran to Mia's grave.
The master said Mia was destined to lack water element in her life. So, he suggested we call her Mia.
It was also the master who helped me to choose that spot in the cemetery for Mia.
Mia loved puppies, so I personally carved Mia's name and made her tombstone in the shape of a puppy.
"Gary, the master was right! Even the tombstone is carved in the shape of a puppy. It seems that this is the resting place chosen by God for my dog!"
When I arrived there in a panic, Linda had already put the dog's urn into Mia's grave, and Mia was nowhere to be found.
Gary was helping to re-bury the urn with a shovel in his hand.
I rushed over and snatched the shovel from Gary's hand.
"Stop it! Do you know what you are doing?"
I glared at him with bloodshot eyes and roared,
"Do you know whose grave this is? How dare you dig it?"
My extremely ferocious look scared Linda so much that she shrank behind Gary.