Chapter 50

Henry walked off to meet other family members who had flown in from California, Arizona, and San Francisco for the wake and funeral. Lori bent down and asked Christian if he was feeling well. Christian nodded, inhaling her sweet-scented perfume. She smelled like roses and honeysuckle and mint leaves from the flowerbeds in her garden.

“Do you want to see Aunt Betty?” she asked him, her calm, blue-eyed stare reassuring him that everything would be fine. “I’ll go with you”

He looked around the crowded room. It occupied the same space as their downstairs den or the size of their in-ground swimming pool in the backyard. There was a lot of noise from people talking, their voices carrying through the room. Christian shook his head, feeling his eyes tear up.