“Well, hi" the newcomer said in a low voice as she sat. Maren raised her head at the sound of the voice and turned to look beside her.
“I was thinking you wouldn't come."
“You really have the guts to show up here, don't you, Irene? Maren spat but quietly, to avoid attracting attention to herself while keeping her eyes forward and focused on the priest who had begun to speak.
He held a shiny Bible and began to speak in a gentle, yet authoritative and audible tone.
"Dear friends and family, we gather today to bid farewell to a remarkable individual, William Sinclair. A man of great vision, entrepreneurial spirit, and of course, a man of great leadership…”
Maren almost scoffed, but kept it inside of her. As much as she felt sad that he was gone, being beside Irene only reminded her of
