Su-Jin was crying that time, sobbing and wailing with all her might. She kept calling out to her mother and father, but all she could see were two pictures perched on top of two wooden caskets.
The picture frames were surrounded by lots of white flowers; daisies, her mother's favorites. A black ribbon flower was tied in the top middle of the frame, with two stripes sticking to the sides of the portrait.
The two people in the photographs were smiling, looking young and healthy.
However, in reality, they were no longer alive and breathing. Their bodies laid inside the caskets, forever asleep. Never again will they be able to answer their daughter and son's pleas. Never again will they be able to embrace their children and give them comfort.
