After five years, he just happened to be walking down her street. He hadn't seen the old woman since. Suddenly he remembered there was a legend about the well in the garden. As a little boy, his idea of heaven was the place the legend taled about and he had even tried to enter it by jumping into the well while screaming out Hella's name. Was the well-meant for girls only too?
Outside the cabin, the wind howled through the trees, while inside, the old woman's fire was nearly out. The older she got, the less sure she was about anything.
He opened the door to find her standing there, crying.
"I have to find the necklace, before..."
He knew he had to keep quiet while she searched just like he did during those days long ago. He waited out of habit and studied the pictures placed on the mantelpiece. The old photos made him conscious of his age, of how much time had passed - and of what an "interesting" life he'd had. He wanted to tell her how much he loved her but he couldn't. Would she even remember him? As she finally looked at him a spark of recognition flared up in her eyes. It was enough to act. He sat her down and held her close before telling her the terrible news.
"You know... his solution to the problem of having two children to care for was to find another woman to do the job..." She stammered with her eyes wide open out of fear.
"You knew the moment would come, someone would end the story, close this book forever."
She nodded and as he closed the door behind him all she could do is waiting for the fire getting closer and turn into ashes what life had destroyed.
This part starts where part 2 ends I guess. It is a coincidence
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