Chapter Seventeen.

The funeral service started at the church. I had never gone to this church before, but my dad knew it all too well. I didn't know this church or any other church cause I never really went to church. Starting the burial program at a church was my fathers one request, He wanted Siwe's send off to start here. I sat in the front row of the left side of the church with Buhle, our parents, my sister and my grandmother. The first, second and third rows on the right, were occupied by the church choir. The rest of the rows both left and right we're taking up by Siwe's friends, both from her once current and old school, and some of her teachers from both schools, parents, some work friends and many other familiar faces.