"Your Aunts and Uncles will be arriving in two days for the funeral." said Milton quietly, from a position behind Mother. Mother was crying too hard to talk much.
"I'm sorry, Mama." said Samantha, going to her and giving her a hug.
I screwed up my eyes and looked quizzically at the scene playing out before me. "I don't understand. You said Father was hit by a tram. Why would a tram do that to him?"
"Oh, Bertie." said Mother. Samantha just glared at me and tapped her foot to show her annoyance. Sisters are almost as bad as aunts sometimes.