The dragged on. Alex hadn't gone to school even though, secretly, he had wanted to. He would have preferred to escape back into normal life - the clang of the bell, the crowds of familiar faces - instead of sitting there, trapped inside the house.
But he had to be there for the visitors who came throughout the morning and the rest of the afternoon. There were 5 of them.
A solicitor who knew nothing about a will, but seemed to have been charged with organizing the funeral.
A funeral director who had been recommended by the solicitor.
A vicar - tall, elderly - who seemed disappointed that Alex didn't look more upset.
A neighbor from across the road - how did she even know that anyone had died?
And finally a man from the bank.
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