After buying some sympathy flowers, Rosetta asked Yuri to go to their house to pick Rohan up, and then, they went to buy some food and drinks.
“Maybe next time, we can just call to order and have the food and drinks delivered,” Yuri suggested as they walked to the chapel with all the plastic bags, one in each hand.
The Russians and Americans followed them, while they observed and talked in quieter tones, a basket of flowers in their hands as well. Rohan looked at them now and then since it was his first time to see Zoya. As he listened in on, he understood that she was Yuri’s cousin, and he thought she looked like a fierce angel, while the two other ladies looked so-so.
“Why does your little brother keep on staring at me, Rosetta?” asked Zoya.
Rosetta softly chuckled. “He likes you.”
