Chapter 483

Mayra hardly counted as a member of the Barlow family, but out of respect for Anderson, she should be here. Holding an umbrella, she stood behind everyone and held Harley's hand. She wore a long black dress and watched the family members coming over. She stood on the side quietly, not standing out from the crowd. There were a few dozen people coming. As they couldn't make a big deal out of this, all guests who attended the funeral were from the Barlow and Fisher families. Isabel stood beside Anderson, and she handled the guests like she was already Anderson's wife. Harley looked up at Mayra. "Mayra, do all people go into that little box when they die?" "That's the house people live in after they're gone. Harley, don't be afraid of death. That's something everyone goes through. I'll be gone one day, and so will anyone else." "Where do people go when they die?" "Who knows?" Mayra said. "Maybe they'll become stars, or maybe they'll go to another world… " "My mom said that as