“We are gathered here today to lay to rest Enrico Moretti. A man of great strength, legacy, and sacrifice. A leader to many, a father, a brother, a friend.” The priest’s voice tore through the quiet church.
Today the Moretti family buried their patriarch.
The funeral started in the church.
Everywhere was silent, but occasionally you could hear soft murmuring of prayers, and also there were some sniffles from those grieving. The Moretti family sat in the front row, and even though they tried to hide it, grief was written all over them.
Rhea was seated between her sister, Izzy, and Dante, her brother. It still all felt like a bad dream, and she was hoping that someone would pinch her and tell her it was not real. Her father, Enrico Moretti, lay inside the polished mahogany casket at th
