Flash Fiction #136
When Yilan’s father Arton and her mother Mi were about to get married, it’s the local tradition that they should go to a local psychic, who would examine their family background, temperament, and other aspects of their life, from which their fortune would be told. So they went. And the local psychic said to the two love birds that they were not a good match. Not only that, Arton is going to kill a woman one day and will be eventually killed by a woman.
Arton and Mi considered the whole thing utter nonsense. They belonged to the new generation of people who don’t believe in ghosts or superstitions. So they got married and a year later Yilan, their daughter, was born.
Yilan grew up uneventfully, graduated from college, had a job and her own family. When her parents were about to retire, her mother Mi died of a traffic accident. At the time her father Arton brought his sister Argu to live with them, but the two women, Mi and Argu, didn’t get along. It got so bad that Yilan’s mother Mi decided to leave to stay with her friend in a nearby town for a week or so to cool things down. Mi left on a day with morning mists. The car Mi was riding in fell off a bridge due to the driver’s carelessness. Mi died.
Six months later, Yilan’s father Arton got remarried with Fi, who’s Mi’s unmarried friend. Yilan, who was working at the time 200 miles away, came back for their wedding.
When they had a private moment, the father and daughter went for a walk. It’s a retirement community located in a countryside. Yilan’s father insisted that they took the walk around so that he could show Yilan all the good local spots.
(to be continued)