Chapter 168

• GALILEA.
• Everyone had attended my mother's funeral. Everyone except Eliot, Elizabeth, Emma, and Ashton. I didn't know why their absence and disrespect towards her, because the whole town was there, leaving their flowers and roses on the unreal coffin where she lay. I received condolences that I either didn't hear or didn't pay attention to because my eyes were fixed on the shiny mahogany wood with a golden crucifix.
• The priest says some words, the kind that are repeated over and over at every funeral. The kind that have become natural to recite, not allowing for any change in each farewell.