The funeral procession had begun. The church service was already moved to the cemetery. A man walked out of his small old house, in a suit, with his phone on his ear, as he got into a cab.
“Just go down. I’ll give directions”, he said to the taxi driver, while the phone kept beeping in his ear. There was no response from who he was calling. He looked at his phone and tapped the screen, calling ‘Thomas’. There was still no response. “Turn left. Stop at the green house. There’s a yellow signboard in front of the house; I don’t know what it says”
The driver did just as he said and they parked in front of the green house. The man got out of the car, quickly, dipped his hand in his wallet and pullet out some dollar notes. “You can keep the change”, he said, as he rushed into the house.
“Wait
