Luck
“Sophie walks in the middle, separating Nora from Beth so that a view of the group weights and tilts towards the two in black, leaving the one in yellow looking light and liable to fly upwards.
Max follows behind, joining them last in the car.
Does anyone enjoy going to funerals? Surely only those very remotely attached to the deceased, with their amiable curiosity, or sociability. Oh, and enemies, too, if only to assure themselves this truly is the final appearance of someone triumphantly outlived.
Philip didn’t have enemies. Well, maybe Lynn.
Or unquantifiable, indefinable Beth, who knows? They are all, especially Nora, surprised, even Beth is surprised, that she is among them, but here she is in her pale yellow dress and flat ballerina-style, twinkle-toed shoes and her brushed-out angel-hair, silently making known her intention to be a part of all this. What part, no one has enquired, but Nora has taken care to place Sophie between Beth and herself on their way to the car, and inside it.
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