#Chapter214

Life after death

Maggie

We attended the funeral for Bryson, Mike, and Sarah. Talk about awkwardness. I had never been to a funeral, except for Pat’s father. Something was off with the Tilson’s family and friends. But as Pat explained, we had to put aside our differences and offer support to a grieving family.

After the funeral, we were standing around eating from different trays.

A guy approached me. “Do you come here often?”

Ew, was this guy using a pickup line at a funeral?

“Excuse me?”

“I couldn’t help but notice you.” He smiled at me.

This guy was creeping me out. Who the heck tries to pick...