“I will treasure this,” she said to the corpse. “And the perspective and meaning of what it brings to our own lives.” After a moment she said, “Please continue, Mr. Evans.”
“I get the whole solemnity of the moment here, Evans,” James interrupted, as Drew leaned in to whisper something in Sabrina’s ear. “I really do. But what I don’t get is, well, why us? Amaranth taught a lot of people in his time, and we all fall at the end of his career. Weren’t there others that he—”
A loud knock on the door caught Fraction mid-sentence. It was followed by three older women pushing themselves through the doorway, drunk and emotional.
The funeral director moved faster than his body looked capable of. “I am afraid the viewing is over.” His voice was slightly raised and carried none of his earlier nervo
