The day rolled by quickly and soon it was Roseline's funeral. Olive’s face was devoid of even a little smile.
They got dressed in silence and didn't say a word to each other. Olive's head was preoccupied as she got into Logan's car.
She was wearing a black body-fitted gown and a black bag. She tied her hair in a ponytail.
Logan wore a black sleeve and pants, he would be her chauffeur for the day. In silence, they drove towards the funeral ground.
Olive appreciates the silence as much as she didn't realize it. She just wanted to be left alone in her thoughts. Her mother's dismissal was messing with her sanity that she couldn't cry anymore.
Getting close to the gate, Logan turned to look at Olive, for the first time that day, he spoke to her "We're here."
Olive only hummed at him, her
