“Yeah, thank you for always keeping my parent’s tombstone clean.”
Olivia took out a small envelope and placed it on the table. “Just a small token of appreciation.”
The grave keeper glanced at her and smiled. “You don’t have to do this. I know you’re a girl with filial piety.”
Olivia pursed her lips, and thought about it for a while before she spoke, “Oh yea, sir, could you show me the security footage for today please?”
“What happened? You lost something?”
“No, I found a bouquet in front of my mom’s tombstone, I’d like to know who…”
The grave keeper smiled mysteriously. “You don’t have to look at the footage, Miss Larson, because you won’t find anything.”
“What did you mean by me not finding anything?”
“That person isn’t in the security footage, also, since two years ago, that person would drop by every year, but they would not let me tell you about it, so I can’t.”
Olivia felt erratically nervous. “Is it a man or a woman?”
The grave keeper placed the water bottle he held in
