The six-year-old awakened enough to mumble something. "Shhhh," Diana cooed as she kissed the child's face, "just go back to sleep. I'll put you in you... bed." But I do not..." Selina mumbled."Shhhh," the Queen repeated as she turned toward the kitchen door that Arlene was already holding open for her. "You'll be in your bed in no time. Just go back to sleep," she whispered.Van and Adriana began the climb up the driveway, both focusing on the roadway in front of them, neither of them admitting. The chairs were arranged in two horizontal rows facing a small lectern, at which each mourner took his or to her turn saying what was to be said about the deceased. The non-family members were last in precedence, and Dumbledore arrived as Harry, the final speaker, was at the lectern.Dumbledore cast covert glances at his fellow mourners. Imogen and Hermione were red-eyed, and the younger Weasley boys were faring no better. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley looked like dried husks, as if when they lost their. Samantha opened with the weather and covered everythingfrom God to baseball, and strangely Tom was veryinterested in everything she had to say. He didn’t addmuch to the conversation he didn’t need to, or rather,never got the chance, which was just as well, *he* notbeing a great conversationalist himself.She smiled often as she spoke touching him on the armoccasionally. At one point reaching across the table todab at the corner of his mouth with her kerchief, thathad made him smile. " She looked over at me and said, "Close your mouth dear, before you catch flies. Don't worry dear, I'm not leaving you. I'm happy with our marriage and I'm happy with you, but I want to fuck another man tonight. Don't wait up and don't forget to sleep in one of the spare bedrooms."She turned and walked out of the room, down the stairs and out into the attached garage and minutes later her BMW went down the drive while I stood stunned in the bedroom.Even though she had told me to not wait up I.