Karen stood beside her mother, dry-eyed at the beginning, but then sobbing when the first dirt hit the coffin, then the realization, that she was never going to see that man again, hit her chest.
Benjamin stood a few paces back, with his head bowed and his hands clasped tight behind him.
That night, after the last guest left and the house fell silent, Karen knocked on Benjamin's door.
"Ka…ren...?" Benjamin opened the door, but his eyes were red. He was clearly crying too.
Witnessing that, she slowly moved and wrapped her hands around him, pressing her cheek to his chest.
"I... I wanted him to watch me grow up..." She silently cried, as Benjamin hugged her back. "I wanted him to see his grandchildren... Would I truly never see dad again?"
She and Benjamin cried on each other's arms like that, then they went inside and laid in the bed, till the next day.
