Seven people were there.
Seven.
Lisa Cuddy looked a bit tired, but stunning none the less. Wilson stood close by, being the stoic friend that he always was. Cameron and Chase made their appearance and each dropped a rose to the grave below. Foreman hated funerals and chose that remembering the person's life was more important than bringing it to a close, so he elected not to attend.
Cuddy and Wilson stood close by to pay their final respects to the grieving parents, and Cuddy found herself shedding a few tears. They were saying goodbye to a friend.
Wilson saw Cuddy to her car, then slowly paced back to the grave site, and stood silent for a few moments before speaking.
"He was one of the best…"
The man nodded and adjusted the weight on his cane. "Yup, best damn Janitor; to ever grace the hallways of Princeton Plainsboro Hospital…He will be missed."
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