Rain pours down in drab sheets as the small, sad crowd huddles under umbrellas around the open gravesite on a hillside outside of town. A sobbing Heather MacIntyre is being comforted by her husband, Art, while Sophie and Gianni Moreno stand apart. A dry-eyed Leila, wearing a navy-blue dress and clutching a yellow umbrella, holds herself stiffly. A stringy handful of wildflowers tied with a ribbon, droops from her hand.
A tall, middle-aged man with a bald head, graying ponytail, and wearing a full-length English raincoat holds a large, old-fashioned umbrella with an ornately carved wooden handle. The family recognizes him as Fiona’s last boyfriend, Simon Higgins, an antique dealer from Britain.
To one side, a group of mostly women, who are all around Fiona’s age of thirty-six, crowd toget
