Who Lives at the Funeral Home_proof

Mr. Floyd takes us into the next room filled with pretty boxes in all different colors. They look really long and some are open and some are closed. Mom says that everything I remember about Nana, like how she always smelled like vanilla because loved baking and the way she laughed so hard she cried, is not there anymore. Her body will be in the pretty box but all the things I love and her spirit are in Heaven.