Prompt: Funeral
Characters: All+ Ghost Foyet.
George strode through the think green grass, but didn't feel the soft cushion or blades on his feet. He looked, smirked at the precession in front of him. Six men carried the casket, the kid hobbled at the front on his cane. He saw Aaron at the back, walking beside the grey haired priest. It was all amusing to him really, what had she done to deserve this solemn ceremony? Bear a child?
Foyet scoffed to himself and walked through headstones, not really paying attention. A few birds screamed and scattered when they saw him coming. He stopped when the people stopped, and set the casket down. He shuffled around the group while Aaron began to speak on Haley's behalf. Something about celebrating her life, motherhood, blah blah blah. He walked up behind the podium and strode through the agent. Aaron shivered as the cold seeped through him, fumbled in his speech, and brushed it off, but was still unnerved.