Journee kept glancing everywhere to look who was standing close to her and if she or she had any ties with the Hall family, but she could not figure out anyone familiar. And those who were close to her were paying respects to their family's graves. Some were crying, some were sniffling, some were enjoying drinks with their dead family by sweetly placing a cup of drink on the grave.
"Let's leave," said Kay.
"What the hell? My therapist had other plans," groaned Journee.
"What? You almost cried," taunted Kay.
"As if you didn't," teased Journee, back.
"Yeah, you are right. We can't even pay respect with ease," said Kay.
"Yeah, whoever was with that mirror, I will kill him/her/they. But who is so stupid that they came with something flashy in their hand to spy on us? Wait! Was that a camera?" shouted Journee.
"Flashy thing?" asked William.
