Diana's POV:
Sorrows. Thoughts. Prayers.
Everyone was so sorry for us. Everyone told us how much of a wonderful person Sandra was, how much she impacted their lives, how much they will miss her. How we should call them if we ever need anything.
I feel a monstrous headache right now.
But still, I force myself to nod and accept their kind words. They all are hurting, they all are grieving. Some of them have known Sandra, much longer than I have, so I can only imagine their pain. Still, my head hurts and my feet hurt too.
I don't know how long I had cried for.
All I remember was that Kelly was by my side long after the grave had been completely closed off and Sandra laid to rest. Only when the tears stopped to come and all I could form were gasps and heaves did I get to my feet. At th
