Chapter 392 Bury An Asshole–Part 1

• The only funeral Natalie had ever attended was her mom's, seven years ago.
• She remembered the days leading up to those final moments so clearly because it rained for a week non-stop in Sparrow Beach, a strange phenomenon for a town that prided itself on its warm weather to match the balmy temperament of its residents.
• It rained sometimes. Just not often. Just not every day for a week straight like it did back then.