CHAPTER 88: It doesn't get better

　　A week later... 　　Lionel had given me information about the venue of the funeral service and though he sent me the address, I couldn’t locate it on the map and so he came and take me. The service would start by nine a.m. and he instructed me to be ready before seven-thirty a.m., so we could go on time. 　　I woke earlier than I had most days and got ready in my black square-necked gown, hat, and veil. These were my moaning attires. Aaron also woke up after a while of sleeping soundly and asked if he could come with. I told him no. I was going because Tia was my sister and I knew Betty would not be happy to see me, much less seeing him. Falling out with her because she was rude to Aaron or Zion was the last thing I wanted to do at Tia’s funeral, so I insisted he stayed home to take care of Zion. 　　He didn’t argue, but insisted that Damor came along with me for protection. The city wasn’t safe, and I knew his enemies were still out there against him. I nodded and told him I was gratef