Chapter 56. Why Won't You Talk to Me?

"Yes. Right. I sent the revised pamphlet yesterday to the email address you texted."

"Are you going to be the one to hand them out to the guests, Ma'am?"

"Yes," Jessi replied to the funeral program coordinator on the other line. The reviews on their website seemed mostly genuine, but, in the event of a worst-case scenario, a Plan B should be in place before the dozen or so guests arrived at the cemetery. "So I'm gonna need them before five today."

"Noted. Thanks."

"If printing and sending all of the copies by tonight is gonna be an issue, I can print them myself now." She spent another ten minutes on the phone finalizing the details of the service.

Even the eulogy. Although she'd never met Jenson's mother, she had enough to go by. He had emailed her two paragraphs describing the late Mrs. Roiz—her simple life back in Italy, her life before getting married, and a few milestones he managed to recall vividly.

"Just need to make sure the flowers, tent