Casimir could leave the book on his night table the next time his dad returned, and then Arthur would see it. I made a mental note to mention this to my dear “boyfriend.â€?
When I went back to the house, I had breakfast. The staff had a meeting about fire safety, as well as not leaving casseroles in the oven and forgetting about them. I walked around the house to pass the time away, and I wrote some letters. Then, I decided to go up to Casimir’s room. It was strange, because it was empty, and everything was still. The same old blue striped handkerchief was on the nightstand.
Casimir once told me the story behind it. His father had had the tissue in his pocket the day he and his wife got in the car crash. After Carlena Leigh died, Arthur used that very handkerchief to wipe his tears. One day, when he went to see Casimir as he was supposedly taking a nap. But Casimir soon woke up as his father entered the room, and Mr. Chrysanthemum began to cry.