I'm dressed in black. It's just all a blur. I hear people cry. I feel like I should cry to, but I'm so numb that I don't. There is a preacher and a lot of story telling. There is some "I'm sorry about your loss." given out every once in a while. I just do as I'm told. I can't stop thinking about what to said about his promise to himself. I go to the bathroom and stand in front of the mirror. I guess I stay in there to long because Sofia eventually comes to get me. "Funerals are boring." She says. "What's wrong?" "Nothing." I say. "Come on. You can tell me." "It's just I was thinking about something Tomas said." "What he say?" "He said that he always promised to protect me. And you know what?" "I think I'm going to protect me too and take better care of myself." "That's a great idea." She says opening the door. "I do too." I walk out the door. Right now I'm not feeling myself because of the funeral. In time though, I'd like to think I will be better, but until then we will just have to wait and find out.
