Driving down the streets it was like a ghost town. If there was one thing a small town was good at, it was community spirit. Every shop was shut, every person ready to attend the funeral. It had only been a few days but news travels fast and everyone loved May, the loss had been big for the town.
I had only realised this morning I didn't have any formal shoes here, so I rushed out to get some, Gale the local boutique owner had thankfully let me into the store to get a pair, she was a lifesaver.
"Are you ok?" My mum asked as I left the car. She was sitting on the porch.
"I'm fine." I would be glad when this was over, not because I didn't want to say goodbye, I just hated funerals.
"Your Dad is just closing up the garage, he'll be back soon." I smiled squeezing her shoulder on the way
