He was waiting like the cockroach sucking. And she was busy picturing herself as the princess in the arms of her prince. When the pictures faded, the sighs began to take charge of the fl ashes. How life gambles on the fl ip of a coin. How love sucks.
“Don’t you remember that you’ve sworn to love me till death?” He asked.“Wherever I go, you go. Whatever life I have, you follow. However hard circumstance can be, you face it with me. Remember our first married night? Remember you made a vow in bed? You said, ‘Marry a chicken, follow the chicken. Marry a dog, follow the dog.’ Remember??”