" the postmorten will confirm ." he was a busy man , and overworked , and did not stay long .
the undertakers also arrived , three burly men , and the dimensions of the flat seemed to shrink .
rose took nathan 's hand . kissed his cheek , and steeped back .
"please , could i say good-bye privately ?" i asked rose and the men shuffled away .leaving me with my husband ." i'm soory ." i whispered , bent over , and adjusted his tie , and pulled his jacked straight . just as he liked it ." i'm so sorry ."
it seemed to me that the fresh was already vanishing beneath my lips as i kissed him good-bye .
i retreated to the kitchen where rose and i helped ourselves to more brandy .
eventually , there was a knock on the door , and one of the undertkaers , an older man who introduced himself as keith addressed a series of questions to rose . it was clear that he regarded her as the window .
" excuse me ." i interjected ." i am the current mrs lloyd ."
keith's gaze slid between us . there was a modicum of embarrassment but little surprise ." then i'll await your instrucctions ., mrs lloyd . your husband 's body will have to go to the mortuary for the postmorten . but after it is released we can discuss the details ."
i cast around in my mind . " there 's a church near us . i'll find out who the vicar is ..."
"oh ,no ." said rose ." nathan would have wanted to be buried at altringham , minty . where his parents are ....."
"altringham ? that's too far away ." i cried .
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