It was a horrible funeral. Daria sat stoically as always, her face not betraying her emotions.<BR>
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She looked over to where Trent sat. Trent was weeping openly, but otherwise bearing up. The rest of the Lanes, flown in from god knows where, seemed to take it better.<BR>
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Her own family sat nearby. Helen wept quietly, her eyes straying from time to time to Daria. But Jake and Quinn looked bored. Damn them! Daria thought. They shouldn't even be here. She glanced at the two guards on either side of her. Even they looked more interested than he own relatives...<BR>
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Her eyes strayed to the coffin. It was just awful, seeing Jane there like that. Why did the family go with an open coffin.<BR>
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The words came back, said long ago, said in jest, but haunting her now:<BR>
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"I WILL KILL YOU. AND BURY YOU IN THIS DRESS."