Muerte Familiar Novels & Stories

, and what's even more painful is that not a single neighbor of ours joined my family. "That's why the investigation into the death of your Mom and Dad is close. The police labeled the case as an accident." I still haven't recovered from the resolution of the death of Mom and Dad, but the lady who spoke. "The news also reached us that there was trouble at the hacienda between you and Marga, Hija." I looked up at Señyora, at the same time as I feel nervous. "Señyora -" He raised his index finger to stop me from speaking.

"I remember back then, you used to complain to me. You were sad because your friend didn't remember you. One time you cried, funny which was also sad. Your friend didn't even remember you before she passed away." It was there that my muscles trembled, my skin hair rose and I froze. If what he’s saying is true, it’s annoying to think that I don’t even remember Hailey in my memory. It's sad to think that we didn't even talk before she passed away and it's disappointing to think that I am also the cause of the trouble in her family.

“It must be a curse. Someone must have cursed our family.” Other old families in the neighborhood, like the Garcías, were so numerous that you would not remember the names of all the sons, daughters, uncles, aunts, and grandchildren. The only people making the Gonzalez household were Valeria, her mother, and her grandparents (she wouldn’t count the distant relatives that were only known due to her grandma’s stories). The two uncles, her mother’s older brothers, were killed before Valeria was even born.

Taelin sneered. “Yes, you do, and I will never stop apologizing for what happened last night.” dad stated. “This is not going to be a pleasant story.” dad added. “This has to do with moms death, doesn’t it?” I asked. “Yes, and your Aunt Coleen. Raul also lost his cousins Jesus and Leslie at the same time.” Dad told us.

I was floating, watching from above as Mom sat frozen beside my lifeless body, her face pale, her eyes wide with shock. The doctor stood next to her, his expression heavy with sorrow. "Dr. Richie, I'm so sorry," the doctor said softly. "If your hand hadn't been injured, there might have been a chance to save Mary. But... this was her fate." The words barely left his lips before Mom's cries tore through the room, raw and piercing, as if her very soul was being ripped apart. She clung to my clothes and wept, "Mary, I'm sorry! It's all my fault! I killed you!"

There is no such policy as far as I know. I complained the same to the receptionist. “I am sorry, I can’t help you in going against the hospital policy” “But this--this is not even a policy! can’t I even see my dead sister!” “Are you sure she has no blood relatives?” I started remembering the past. No matter how much time has passed, it still hurts the same when I remember it all. She had no sibling and her mother committed suicide, but her father was still in Jail, if I am right…

Greg's wife asks with furrowed brows. "The deceased mom had an heart attack when she heard of her son's death and she's in a critical condition right now, as if that was not enough, her two daughters were also admitted to the hospital because of the death of their brother. It's really a complicated situation right now" Alice explains. "Oh my God!" Greg's wife exclaims and locked gaze with her husband leaving her mouth in a shocking gape.

“Of course. We will bring you to him as soon as we can. Your sister-in-law had her husband listed as next of kin. Is there someone we should call?” “She had nobody. Her parents died of carbon monoxide poisoning when she was sixteen. She had been staying overnight at a friend’s house and their furnace went screwy. She was an only child to two people who were also only children. She has no aunts, uncles, or cousins. She had nobody,” he repeated the last sentence aware he was rambling. He rubbed his face with the knowledge his family was going to put the decision on his shoulders for end-of-life for his sister-in-law.

Martinez announced, disrupting my train of thoughts. I turned around to look at him, and he didn't seemed too pleased by whatever he was reading in the file. "Any findings?" I asked, finally discarding the tobacco. "It says her both parents and only sister are deceased. They died in a car accident." Martinez said, making my frown deepen. Suddenly, the sadness in her eyes began to make sense. I could imagine the kind of pain she had to go through alone, and for the first time in a while, I felt bad for someone.

His wife, who had been standing right in front of him just days ago, was… dead. Zane's legs gave out, and he collapsed onto the hard, cold chair. It took a long time for Clara's father to process the words. So Clara's phone hadn't just been turned off. She was actually… gone. Ethan grabbed Martinez's arm. "Officer, was my sister murdered? Did you catch the killer?" Martinez shook his head. "The report says it was late-stage brain cancer. Her lawyer didn't say much, only that she would be notifying the family in a few days. Then you all showed up."