Chapter ThreeI kept my eyes firmly out of the window as we drove to the church. I couldn’t bring myself to look forward and see Dad's coffin. As we passed, random people on the street would stop and look on with sympathetic glances. Eventually, I had to turn away from those, too and just started down at my hands in my lap, my fingers twisting and turning in an attempt to distract myself. All too soon, though, we pulled in, and the car came to a stop, and we got out. Cory, along with my Uncle and a few cousins, stood and waited for everyone else to head inside. They were his pallbearers. ‘Sarah, you can go inside’. Mum told her sternly, but politely. She didn’t argue; she headed in with other members of the family. The faint sound of music started inside the church, and I reached out to wrap my arm through Mum's. We were going to support each other. I finished, looked up and watched as Dad's coffin was slid out the back, and the guys grabbed the handles, before they started the shor
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