A visitor
The notion of cremation crossed his mind. Lost in contemplation, Bill pondered the possibility. A sudden snap of a twig beneath someone’s shoe jolted him back to the present. Startled, he turned, only to find Isabella behind him. Her words, dripping with defiance, cut through the stillness, challenging any expectations Bill may have harbored. Assertively, Bill faced Isabella, acknowledging her unexpected presence with a stern gaze. “Isabella,” he responded evenly, “I didn’t anticipate your arrival here.” The tension hung in the air, setting the stage for a confrontation that promised to unveil more layers of the intricate truth.