Their faces were hidden by black veils which hung from circlets of black silk flowers. They carried an open casket lined with pleated white satin. Wit...in it lay a young woman dressed in a bridal gown. Long golden hair much like her own was draped over her shoulders and spread across the satin pillow. Her face was hidden by a white veil. A bouquet of white lilies and fragrant lilacs rested in her arms.The black gowned pallbearers carried the casket with slow measured steps to the head of the. Good, let her think it's just the drink. "I'm not used to drinking beer." I'll make some coffee. Breakfast?" No thanks. Coffee's fine." Go and sit outside. I'll bring it out."She was right. The day was pleasantly warm. I sat on an old wooden bench and enjoyed the sunshine. Mary brought out two mugs of coffee and joined me."Did you sleep well?" Not really, I'm afraid." The room?" No, no. The room's fine. It was the beer."She looked at me intently. I tried not to meet her eye.Suddenly she went. I put on a CD and asked Adam how he’d been since I’d seen him. He said it was nothing special, pumping gas and fixing cars Saturday, family stuff Saturday night, homework and a bike ride today. But he did ask me if I’d done anything special. “You sit in my chair and I’ll tell you what happened. When I’m done, you tell me if I did anything special.” Adam grinned and sat in the chair by my vanity. “I bet you gave another hot hand job at work,” he guessed. “You just sit there and listen, Adam,” I. This gave a small field of grass on one end and the majority of theclearing opening up on the other side of the river. Beyond the river wasa large array of log cabins, facing a single dirt street leading from theriver towards a large mansion. The mansion was simple yet clearly wasused as a meeting place for the community, indicated by the open doorsand activity that could be seen inside. There was a single person who wastending to the grass on the same side of the river as Elliot. She.