Chapter 17: Bonding
It was the first time she was wearing clean, new and fitting clothes. It was...uncomfortable.
Holly fidgeted awkwardly as she walked down the path with the rest which attended the funeral. Most were friends, colleagues; although there were a few relatives. Few, but still there.
She almost slipped as familiar heavy footsteps joined her. With a surge of bravery, (and stupidity) Holly managed to raise confused eyebrows in bewildered question.
"Suppose you know you're way back home?" It wasn't questioned angrily; almost...neutrally. She was shocked.
Holly dared not ask as she kept walking with uncle Vernon.