Chapter 8The next day Ian was on autopilot. The entire day seemed like a surreal nightmare. The funeral service had been beautiful and a very touching tribute to Debbie. There were a few people Ian recognized, but he had no clue who the majority of the mourners were. He was disheartened when realized just how little he knew about his wife’s business life and her associates. He tried to be polite as they came to him and offered their condolences, but he didn’t know how many more times he could listen to someone tell him, “I’m so sorry for your loss,” without going insane. Throughout the viewing and the service, he had managed to keep his composure, with occasional tears falling from his eyes. However, when they lowered the casket into the ground, he was so overcome with grief he couldn’t ho
