Chapter Eighty-Seven: Wife and Heather

David reached out and closed Heather's open eyes.

At the funeral, David looked at the beautiful woman with pale makeup lying quietly in the coffin, and lovingly stroked her face, but his eyes glanced unnaturally at the golden arm.

In the carpenter's room, David looked at the line of words on the floor that stood out because of glue and accumulated dust, I love you.

David's eyes were gentle and wistful.

After Heather's death, there was little work at David's carpenter's shop.

Affected by the Industrial Revolution, no one buys furniture that is handmade but not cheap.

That afternoon, David looked at the letter from the bank, which was the bill, and the words that were overdue.

If he doesn't pay off the bank bill for the month, his house and forest land will no longer be his.

David held his head in pain and drank beer in his lonely and deserted home until late at night.

Looking at the black-and-white photo of his wife on the table, David said in a firm tone:

"I'm going to get it back. ”

On a crimson moonlit night, David walked out of the door, grabbed his axe, and rode to the town's cemetery.

After throwing away his wife's grave with a shovel with his own hands, the new coffin box was revealed.

David quickly brushed away the soil with both hands, his head was covered with fine sweat, and his eyes were shining with a certain light.

Then picking up the axe, and after turning his head to make sure that there was no one left or right, David cut open the lid of the coffin box, revealing Heather's body that had begun to decompose.

"Scared. ”

Seeing the ugly, rotten face inside, David exhaled sharply and took a step back, as if in some kind of startle.

is no longer his once beautiful wife, but just a rotten and shriveled Heather.

Picking up the kerosene lamp next to her and shining it into the coffin, Heather's golden arm resting quietly on her chest.

David reached out and began to tug at the golden arm, but no amount of effort he could pull the golden arm out of Heather's severed arm.

David stood up and picked up the axe, and at that moment, he suddenly noticed that Heather's eyes were open!

It's like staring at her former husband all the time.

David hesitated, bent down and slowly closed Hesher's eyes with his hand.

Just like the day his wife died.

David picked up the axe and slashed it down with swift speed, smoothly separating the golden arm from Heather's body.

Just like that day, he cut off his arm that was crushed by a big tree and saved his former wife.

David picked up Heather's golden arm and took a kerosene lamp to shine it, still the arm made of pure gold.

However, at this moment, David was horrified to find that Heather's eyes were open again through the light of the kerosene lamp.

If the first time was just a coincidence, then the second ......

The frightened David hurriedly jumped out of the grave pit, grabbed the golden arm and rode out of the cemetery in a panic.

Back at home, David carefully wiped the golden arm and placed it on the table.

Outside, however, the sound of the wind began to be heard, accompanied by a groan of pain.

Shocked, David picked up the kerosene lamp on the table and walked out the door, finding nothing.

But David, who was weak-hearted, hurried back home with a panicked face and locked the door.

David hurried to the table with a kerosene lamp, but fortunately, the golden arm was still there.

However, at this moment, a loud sound of footsteps came from outside the house, followed by a wave of vibrations.

The shaking shook the black-and-white photo of his wife on the table, and David held a kerosene lamp to shine on it.

I saw that the image of the gentle and beautiful wife in the photo was missing, and in its place was a fierce lady with an axe, who was Heather.

Surprised, David thought he was dazzled, and carefully picked up the photo, trying to see the portrait on it.

I saw the lady above stare at him quietly, and then her eyes suddenly rolled.

Frightened, David hurriedly dropped the photo and fell to the ground, the glass frame shattering again.

However, the photo that fell on the ground turned out to be only the background picture, and Heather's portrait disappeared out of thin air.

At this moment, there was a violent banging on the door outside, and David hurriedly picked up Jin's arm and ran upstairs.

David, who was standing on the stairs, was horrified to see the locked door open.

I saw a figure with an axe and slowly walked in.

Trembling, David hurried back to his bedroom and locked the door.

Listening to the sound of footsteps on the stairs outside, David ran to the bed in horror and got into the gray blanket that his wife had woven from wool before she died.

"Where...... Where's my golden arm......"

A metallic voice came from the staircase, and it was getting closer.

The air was suddenly quiet for a minute, and just then, something was pounding violently outside David's bedroom, trying to open the door.

David covered his head with a blanket in horror, breathing rapidly and trembling in the blanket.

At that moment, the air suddenly became quiet with the sound of an axe chopping wood.

Through the pores of the knitted blanket, David, trembling, saw the bedroom door open.

His dead wife, the rotten Heather, walked in with an axe in her left hand.

"You promised me. A metallic voice rang out.

Through the pores of the knitted blanket, the shivering David saw clearly the ugly and rotten face under the light of lightning outside the window.

"Take it. David stretched out the golden arm in his bosom, "Take it." ”

Heather took the golden arm with his withered left hand, and through the pores of the knitted blanket, David could even see the folds on the rotten and ugly face of the other man close at hand, and the cloudy eyes that were grayish and yellow without emotion.

After a minute of silence, David, who was hiding in the blanket, looked closely, and the body seemed to have left the place.

David poked his head out of the blanket, and Heather seemed to be gone.

"Hoo ......"

David finally breathed a sigh of relief from under the tense nerves, and then at that moment, his eyes widened in horror.

I saw that the corpse quickly rushed over with an axe, and the sharp axe slashed through David's neck, and blood sprayed out.

David's head was tilted back, and he tried to reach out to touch his neck in some pain, but a few seconds later, David collapsed on the bed, his eyes still open in horror, resentment, and unpleasantness.

The next morning, after the sun had risen, the warm sunlight shone into the bedroom.

I saw two corpses lying quietly on the bed, Heather's golden arm was reconnected to her right severed arm, and her hands were quietly holding David's right hand.

Just like the husband and wife in the past, loving, intimate, and harmonious.

Local police officers have not been able to find out what exactly happened, and they don't know who killed David, and then exhumed Heather's body from the cemetery and moved it to her bedroom.

But the good Samaritans in the vicinity re-buried the golden arm with Heather, just as she wished.

They buried David's body next to his wife.

The two adjacent tombstones bear the tombs of David Nemak and Heather Nemak, respectively.

The people in the town are simple-minded, and most of them have not completed public school.

Everyone knew that the golden arm was buried there, waiting for a new owner.

But no one was stupid enough to dig it out.

......

"What a sad and sad love story. Bonnie wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, a little sad.

"That's what Administrator Boggs told us when we borrowed the 'Golden Arm,' and I got goosebumps when I heard it. Wayne remembered her mood at the time and subconsciously shuddered.

Chris and Bert, who listened to the story with Bonnie, also felt hairy.

"They obviously love each other, why did Heather kill David, didn't she love him the most?" asked Bonnie, puzzled.

"Heather's love is not David, but her own beautiful skin. ”

Wayne shook her head and expressed her opinion to the three Bonnies:

And although David loved Heather, he was blindly accustomed to Heather's vanity from the beginning, which was an abnormal view of love.

Because of this arrogance, Heather went to death, and also made himself in debt, so that in the end, he broke his promise and dug a grave with his own hands to get the golden arm.

And Heather would rather die a slow and painful death than take off the golden arm, which is a manifestation of her extreme vanity and the result of David's blind spoiling. ”