Genevieve's POV

　　I could tell that pallbearers were trying to get her off of me but were being cautious because the casket might topple to the floor, spilling its contents.

　　"May the Lord have mercy on your soul." another priest said in a solemn voice.

　　"Amen father!"

　　"Madam, what you're doing is wrong, stop this!" Barb said.

　　"Keith help Genevieve please." Barb adds.

　　Oh God! I can't breathe!

　　I could still ...