"(...)The funeral went smooth. There were quite a
lot of teachers and friends (what was worrying a bit for Elza) but nothing
unexpected happened. It was raining a bit and the sky was grey ("It is heaven that is crying over the death of such a young child" - Elza heard those words just before the priest articulated them). Just Tim... she and Rick really liked Amelia's boyfriend. They were looking at him, being tired themselves - tired of the whole pretending and lies. He was wet all over. Wearing black suit, he looked like fainting in a moment. He was crying like crazy. "He must have been virgin before Amelia" - Richard thought. His parents, holding their despairing son, now seemed to understand how frogile life can be. For them. Their families - uncles, aunts, children. Not for the Emersons. They had their rules. And the rules
were the rules - Amelia had to die.
After the ceremony in church and the whole role play on cementary they had only funeral reception to go through. As a matter of fact it was just a
party for the closest family. Old grandma who had come back about ten years
before, some couples preparing kids for leave. "They will surely want
to know what about us now" - Elza was wandering looking at the workers of funeral home, putting grave of
Amelia Emerson up. "I wanna only say I am really sorry, Mrs. Emerson" -
cried Tim behind her - "I know that my pain in nothing with your sorrow. You are... were her mother. I mean you will... Sorry, I just wanted to say that I want you to know that I will never forget Amelia" - The woman rolled her eyes, turned around and hold his
shoulder. She said nothing - what was she supposed to say? He was crying and
she didn't care. She only smiled (as sadly as she only was able to) and thanked
him. Tim wanted to hug her but as he only put his arms up she was gone. He just
saw a black van heading for the reception... "
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