Chapter 11
A long black car came to the McGregors’ house the next day.
Tom stood on the veranda out of the rain and watched it going all the way up the driveway. He’d seen this car around town before, but had never known what it was for.
Now he knew. Funerals.
He called out to Mother. She came up behind him, dressed in black and her hair in a bun. Tom hadn’t seen her in anything except farm clothes since they went to Auntie Mary’s wedding.
"Get changed, Tom. It’s almost time to go." Earlier that morning, she had laid out his pair of black jeans on the bed.
"I don’t want to wear long pants. They’ll get wet even walking to the car."
"Just roll up your pants. You can’t go to a funeral in shorts."
So Tom went and changed while Mother already waited on the veranda. They splashed down th
