Chapter 20I had brought my black business suit to wear to the funeral, but Lillian took one look at it and shook her head.
“That’s much too staid,” she said, shaking her head. “It doesn’t give you any character.”
“This is my sister’s funeral,” I reminded her.
“Then, you have to look like you’re her sister. Let’s look through her closet.”
“I don’t know…” I started.
“There must be something. If there’s nothing here, we’ll call Edith and have her choose something there.”
We opened the closet in Rachel’s bedroom. It was stuffed with clothes. I have to admit that my sister hadn’t been very organized in things like that. Some clothes hung off the hangers and there were clothes stuffed in the back.
I stood back and let Lillian go through the closet. Finally, she found a few things. She hel
