Part: 2/16
Summary: Written for the 100 Word Beya challenge – for the prompt 'Tremble.
Tremble
The cold had seeped into her and that was why she could feel the tremor inside.
She fought against it.
She had lost many in her life and she would honour Rodney with her strength.
She had to prove to those here unknowing of his true worth that he was a man who deserved all respect and honour.
She clasped her chilled hands tightly together as she looked down at the empty coffin. There was nothing inside for there had been nothing left to bury.
This funeral was for the living.
She clenched her hands tighter to control their trembling.
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