CHAPTER 1 - FUNERAL
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Everybody around Cleo was crying their eyes out except for her. It is the burial of her Grandmother, Esmerald whom at 75 yrs old died of heart attack.
Esmerald, as she remember was a gentle woman, someone who always smiles at her and sometimes tell her stories about her youth. She loves to make her new dresses and eventually she taught Cleo how to sew. They would spend hours making blouses and dresses and this has become their quality time together. In fact, she is closer to her grandmother than her mother, Jasmine.
She spot her mother talking to one of her friends and making a reserve smile. she didn't hear what they were talking about but she knew it will be about her grandma. Behind the big mahogany tree is a tall man in a black suit, intently staring at her. She couldn't clearly see the man's face but she knew his eyes are staring directly at her. Slowly, she simply turn her head in the right side to see if there are people behind her but there was none. She turned her head back but the man already left. She dismissed the thought in her head. Maybe it is a passerby and was just trying to sympathize with them.
Jasmine drive silently and Cleo started to listen some mellow music. None of them said a word. None of them tries to comfort the other but both knew that once they start a conversation they would burst in tears. They arrive home and welcome by Coco, their dog. The dog immediately follows Cleo into her room. Coco Climbs on the bed and rolls over to expose it's belly.
" What a drag, Coco" Cleo mutters as she rubs Coco's belly. The dog just stare at her. She let out a sigh and lie down.
She missed Esmerald already. Tears started to run while hugging the dog and simply let herself drift into a deep sleep.
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