If you pee on my floor I’ll beat you till you pass out. So do it. . . PEE.” Poor Jenny listed to Rose’s retort. She really did need to go but...how could she kneeling here outside in the yard. Jenny knelt there nervous scared and unsure. “You have 60 seconds young lady if you don’t start then we’re going back inside,” Rose threatened. Jenny knelt there struggling ashamed, and embarrassed. How, oh how could she do this?Rose then growing more impatient set the belt down on the grass and. Maggots were eating his pale dead flesh. Next to the man were a shovel and a blank tombstone. She set the baby down to the side where she could watch over it while burying the man. Swallowing hard to keep from vomiting, she went through his pockets searching for identification. She found his drivers license in his wallet.Picking up the shovel, she began to dig a grave. The work was grueling, as the soil was hard packed. Her bare feet could not push the shovel into the ground. Her progress could. She said, “Sure.” I put it on and she blushed as I told her I must havemade a mistake but I took my time getting up and overto the player. I turned it off and went back to Amy. “I’m really sorry, hon.” I said as I put my arm aroundher shoulders. “I hope you aren’t too upset.” She said it was okay so I gave her cheek a kiss andblew in her ear as I moved away. I noticed her nippleswere hard beneath her jersey so I took her hand andsaid, “I see. Practically the whole village turned out for Jill's funeral, which we found very moving, we'd only been there for a couple of days and yet they'd taken time off work, closed their businesses or whatever, all to pay their respects to someone they hardly knew. Every single one of them shook my hand and muttered condolences as they filed out past mum and I and for that little show of respect, we both sat down and wrote out thank you cards to them all when we got home with a list from the local.