TROOFTH YO.
PREACHING TO THE CHOIR, MONIS
They tried to run me into a ditch in the road for a long time, especially in the last 7 years when my mama dies.
Who did they pick off? My 32 year old lil cousin. Today was his wake. Tomorrow he’s going to be cremated. He had a heart attack at 32. That was meant for me and not him. I’m sorry, Ella, that your son dies because of me and our entire Zerna family. He dies because of me, Kris, Leslie and Lizbeth. The world hates us something fierce.
But be rest assured, Ella, that your son dies a hero. He went somewhere on a mission to save a lot of little kids. The mission should be complete by Qadar this April 5. He’s a hero. And because I’m Emma Ruth – 32 – 67 – Cyril and I will always be connected. And I most likely die suddenly as well.
I know and I understand. Death isn’t Final.
I should be returning to where I’m from, shortly, and find out where Cyril is.
~emma ruth