Chapter 13

May's POV

Nothing. That explains it all. I feel nothing at all. I really can't believe its Saturday.

Karen's funeral.

Although its been a few days since she died, I still can't believe it.

Am sitting here on my bed waiting for her to just come into my room and laugh it off. I look at the door expecting her to come in and say something like "can you believe those people down stairs, me Karen Coker dead?, not in a thousand years"

Or tell me am having a nightmare.

The door opened, I was almost convinced that the lord has answered my prayers but was disappointed to see my eldest sister Summer walk into my room, she looked beautiful in her black gown which was decorated at the top with net which flaunt her brown hair and flows down, a little below her knee. Coupled with fishnets and a black high heeled booth.

"How're you holding up?" She asks as she sits on my bed.

"Am fine" I reply

"You're not"

"I am, am not even crying" I say in a duh tone