The only good thing about funerals was that deciding what to wear was relatively easy. I owned one simple black dress - short-sleeves, a tie waist, and buttons down the front. A lot less greasy than my usual garb. No heels, just flats. The last thing I needed was to plant my face into a grave in front of everyone. To top it off, I wore a floppy black hat to help hide most of my face. Boxy and I closed Sunray's down Wednesday afternoon, which wasn't saying much since we'd felt closed all ...