garethjamesuk
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My sisters and I watch Mama’s casket being lowered into the tomb that is to become her resting place. The gears and cranks of the lowering device hiss and whine until the casket is finally settled at the bottom. The groundskeepers quickly remove the straps from Mama’s casket before they methodically begin sifting dirt from the massive mound on to the top of Mama’s casket.
Cynthia-the sister above me-runs over to the mound of dirt and begins furiously thrashing around. The dirt is wet, and it looks more like coffee grounds than the cement that is to seal Mama away. The groundskeepers turn to us. They obviously don’t know what to do so Clair-the oldest-just nods and they give Cynthia space.
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My sisters and I watch Mama's casket as the gears and cranks of the lowering device hiss and whine until the casket is finally lowered into the tomb which will be her final resting place. The ground-keepers deftly remove the straps from her casket before methodically shifting earth from the massive mound to cover it.
Cynthia, my elder sister, runs over to the mound of soil and begins thrashing around in it. It is wet and looks more like ground coffee than the earth which is to seal Mama away. The ground-keepers turn to us wondering what to do. Clair, the eldest sister, just nods to them. They understand, and they leave Cynthia be.
Remember she is American and also Writers have a different way to writing to make things more dramatic than you would in anything else, but thanks for reading it Hovagirl