Mourners with eyes downcast set flowers and trinkets in an ever thickening border around the ivory box. As the last lyric of ‘Amazing Grace’ faded...into the morning air, a girl with dark hair pulled back into a tight, high pony-tail stepped forward. The wispy tips of her thin hair fluttered in the light breeze. Her makeup highlighted already high cheekbones and gracefully sloped eyebrows complimented by the green-brown hazel pools filled with it the brim with tears. Her delicate fingers were. “You look sensational,” he said. “Now, I need for you to stand right there and let me check the lighting.”She watched him work on his cameras for a few minutes before he stood and pointed toward a large flat screen TV. “Watch there,” he said. Suddenly her face filled the screen. “That’s what I getting from this camera,” he said pointing to the camera in front of him. Then he pressed a button on a control panel, and she could see herself from five different cameras. “Now you get an idea of the. In light of these facts it was a minor miracle that I managed to pull off ‘slightly surprised’. “Sam…?” Katherine enquired gently, holding my hands in hers. I must have stopped talking and was only now aware that I was vacantly staring into my lap, shoulders heaving as the last of my sobs subsided. My red rimmed eyes looked up into Katherine’s steady sea-green ones. “We… we went outside to… to the car park”, I gasped between sniffles. I was such a drama queen! “He took me round the side by the. Oh, right... nevermind." She sounded far away and despondent.I peaked around the curtain, and saw her furiously scrubbing her skin with soap. She saw me, but didn't cover up. "Do you have a loofah? I still feel dirty." Her skin looked raw and red, and I wondered how much she had been scrubbing it."Gina, stop. You're as clean as you're going to get. Give me the soap." I held out my hand to her, and she just looked me in the eyes for a bit, before finally handing it over."I know. I know it.