Funeral
I don’t think I ever saw her pray even though we lit candles and set them round that poor, cold little corpse. She was pleased with herself. That woman was pleased with herself. Woman? She wasn’t a woman. She was a devil.”
Funeral
I don’t think I ever saw her pray even though we lit candles and set them round that poor, cold little corpse. She was pleased with herself. That woman was pleased with herself. Woman? She wasn’t a woman. She was a devil.”