Roxy POV
I was glad when the funeral was over and Mum, at long last, was put to rest.
The stories of her life were eye-opening. Her people loved her, as the mountain of flowers laid out along the walkway showed. David led me down the flower-covered walkway, looking at the flowers and the attached cards. So much love was pouring out, and I was touched by the people and their generosity, taking the time to come and give their respects. They bowed to David or us, but I'm not sure which, but it was a tribute I did not take lightly. Just like at home, people who were touched by my mother's life were there to say goodbye to a lovely woman. I wish I could have spent more time with her, but you have to live with what life gave me, and fate gave me time to spend with her, and for that, I am grate
