by Gina Amos
Kevin was losing his patience. The traffic was at a standstill. Torrential rain punched the car's roof and a flash of lightning raced across the sky in the distance. Edi sobbed uncontrollably in the back seat and cascades of water ran in torrents down the face of the windscreen.
‘Poor Rose. Not much of a send off, not even a wake,’ Rhoda said as she wiped her eyes and blew her nose into a handkerchief. ‘I had at least expected a glass of sherry, didn’t you Edi?’ Edi’s blank eyes were transfixed by the traffic filing past the passenger window and she didn’t answer her sister.
‘You can be comforted in knowing that she’s at peace now Rhoda.’ Kevin looked in the rear view mirror at the sisters and mumbled, ‘Pride, the never failing vice of fools.’ He looked across at Ashleigh then turned his attentions to the car in front. He pumped the horn. The wiper blades scraped the windscreen and the sudden downpour flooded the blocked gutters sending water gushing across the road in torrents.
