I saw them, as they lowered the casket. I was trying my best to stand on my two feet. He was getting buried, feet deep under the ground. My uncle, Ethan was creating unnecessary drama as usual. He cried out loudly, "Mon frère! oh mon cher frère est décédé. J’ai échoué en tant que frère aîné... J’aurais pu l’empêcher de déménager à Duna pour lui faire ça ! Il ne méritait pas la mort ! Oh mon cher frère, je suis désolée. J’aimerais être ici..."
[My brother! oh my dearest brother has passed away. I have failed as an older brother...I could have stopped him from moving to Duna having this done to him! He didn't deserve death! oh my dear brother, I am so sorry. I wish I were here...]
"Stop it..." I said, getting annoyed at him.
"It's all your fault that he is dead. You could have gotten to him quicker, you could have saved my brother, but no. You had to out with your boyfriend. Can't you be a little more responsible? You're almost eighteen for god's sake."