"Ms. Arderne, I'm really sorry, our venue..." the staff explained with difficulty, "We have another small auditorium that hasn't been used for a long time and needs to be cleaned up. If you don't mind, you can book the auditorium there."
"No, thank you," I answered.
I thought my grandma had had enough farce in her life. It was better for her to rest in peace, embraced by the earth
I thought so too.
With this in mind, I left that absurd place.
Jared, who had been comforting Wendy, received a call from his assistant, "Didn't I tell you not to call me these days? Solve it yourself."
The assistant's voice echoed through the phone line, "Mr. Selman, I'm sorry to inform you that Ms. Arderne's grandmother has passed away. The funeral is taking place today at the funeral home you previously visited."
