After dinner, as everyone was about to leave the table, Dova Botha spoke up
“We discussed with the church and funeral home and next week Monday has been chosen as the date for… for Debra’s funeral” the news was the final silencer as after that, not even a pin drop was heard in the house.
Later, in her room as she slipped under the blankets, Sarah thought about how her day went and she felt like talking to somebody about it, she remembered the therapist her doctor had mentioned earlier and hoped she was going to be a listening type. She thought about Ankia and her plans to call when she suddenly remembered she didn’t have a phone. Her phone must have been destroyed at the site of the accident. She would have to request for another from her parents soon. She reached under the pillow and pulled out the creamed leathered bible from underneath it and tried to remember the verse sighted as her favorite, something about the Lord having good plans for her. She opened the ownership page and read the passage out. It sounded so assuring it felt weird. How did the lord know her and decided he wanted to have good plans for her? She flipped through the pages searching for where the verse was picked from, she stopped flipping when she got to the book of Jeremiah and searched through till she found the chapter and verse. It didn’t make much sense reading it alone, so she decided to read the whole passage before going to bed; perhaps she might get some answers.