One week later. The sky was gray, but it wasn’t raining. In the backyard of the Blackwood estate, behind the old oak trees, was the family’s private cemetery and garden of grace. White marble headstones. Fresh flowers. A small stone chapel. Today, two new graves were dug side by side. Lourdes Blackwood and Jacob Blackwood. Black and white photos of them stood on an easel — Lourdes smiling with her faith and heirloom necklace, Jacob with his glasses and his old book in hand. The whole family was there. Patrick and Paula, holding each other. Ang kambal na anak nina Lourdes at Jacob. Alexander and Bella, with the twins in their arms. Holly and Alvin, ang pinsan nina Paula at Patrick. Mga pamangkin ni Jacob Blackwood. Matalik na kaibigan at itinuturing na pinsan ni Alexander Rossi Blackwood. Cousins. Aunts. Uncles. The remaining staff. Even a few police officers stood at a distance, out of respect. There was no music. Only the sound of wind through the trees and
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