Everything happened so fast. Everything was arranged so fast. Nobody thought she would pass away so fast.
John watched his sister's coffin being stepped inside the dug out ground. The priest was raining holy water over it, chanting things out.
Dressed in black, everyone was silent. The light drizzle was showering over them.
Tinsley stepped forward and held John's hand, he turned to look at her. She gave him a brief nod, trying to give him support in any kind she could.
The man had lost his sister, his only family today. Kian stood behind. A few men and women came forward to throw their flowers over the coffin.
When the light shower became the heavy ones, all of them went back inside the church.
From the far end, Madison eyed her dead wife laying cold inside the coffin. She could not dare go there and stand upright.
As if hiding from the world, when everyone went away, she walked closer. Her steady steps made her so nervous and anxious.
