Chapter 103

I turned around and yelled at Darren, "Call an ambulance! Call an ambulance, Darren!" The police officer who had been watching over Nora arrived at the scene. When he saw what had happened, the candy figurine in his hand fell to the ground, shattering into unrecognizable pieces, just like Nora. Nora's lips moved faintly. I leaned in close, straining to hear her. "For you." Her tiny hand fell to the ground, and a small porcelain doll rolled out of her palm. I recognized it. During New Year's, kids in my extended family loved playing with these. One of my cousins earned an entire set by reciting the multiplication tables to the adults. Each recitation earned her enough money to buy several sets. I wondered how long Nora had treasured this single porcelain doll. Did she chase after me just to give me this? It felt as though a thousand knives had pierced my heart. Nora's small body lay in a pool of blood, her eyes, once filled with a desperate longing for happiness, now forever clos