“Is that Senior Mrs. Southall? What’s wrong with her?”
“Why does she look like she’s possessed?”
“Don’t say that at a funeral! You’re scaring me!”
“We better hurry up and eat so we can leave!”
The backyard was filled with discussion and chatter. Malorie heard their comments, and she became more certain about her decision.
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