Liling watched as her mom was laid to rest. The priest said some words which she was not even interested in.
Her dad had been discharged two days before, when he returned home, she had made sure she didn't meet with him. She was always locked up in her little room. He didn't go to work, but in the evenings he would go out to meet with friends.
He had prepared for his wife's funeral and had told the neighbors and family members.
So on the day of the funeral, there was a little crowd.
Some were weeping, others were consoling the crying ones.
All in all, everyone was sad.
Liling didn't cry, she wore black rimmed glasses and bent her head low.
Though people came around her to say words of encouragement, she didn't even look at them, at a time they stopped coming.
After her mom was put in the ground, her dad entertained the guests.
They sympathized with him before leaving for their various homes.
