The sky hung grey overhead, caring nothing for the dismal scene below.
"I am the Resurrection and the Life..." droned the minister.
Aaron stood, grief stricken, held tightly by Jojo and Liesel, the wind driving the misty drizzle into their faces. His heart raged at the God he didn't believe in. If God was love then why did these things happen; why was life so sad?
He wished the minister would shut up so he could say his good-byes, but checked this thought - Joe would have wanted better of him.
