Rain dripped down the back of his neck. He was cold and uncomfortable and he wished he was somewhere… anywhere else.
His sister cried at his side; her sobs, like nails down a blackboard, causing his fingers to claw. He balled his fists, shoving them deep into his pockets to prevent other mourners noticing.
Mourners-- such a stupid idea. You put the body in the grave when it's dead! That's it, finished… the end. All this fuss and hoo-ha.
He hadn't even liked his sisters stupid cat.
His sister cried at his side; her sobs, like nails down a blackboard, causing his fingers to claw. He balled his fists, shoving them deep into his pockets to prevent other mourners noticing.
Mourners-- such a stupid idea. You put the body in the grave when it's dead! That's it, finished… the end. All this fuss and hoo-ha.
He hadn't even liked his sisters stupid cat.
