The funeral and utter disrespect!

Sylvia stood stoically and silently as the preacher droned on and on about how we came from dust and to dust we shall all return. Tears slipped down her face in quick succession and her head was bent, but no sound escaped from her.

Even when she watched her mother’s coffin being lowered into the ground, she did not show any outward sign of distress, other than the tears that refused to stop flowin