“I said no!” Valerie screamed out loud, stopping the gravediggers instantly in their tracks as one worker dropped his metal shovel onto the gravel path.

Samuel Vance, the elderly managing partner at Christopher’s firm, leaned closely toward Valerie.

“Just let her see him because several people over there are already recording this on their phones.”

Multiple smartphones were indeed raised high among the remaining onlookers.

Valerie looked around at the growing crowd and clenched her jaw tightly.

“Fine, but whatever terrifying sight she sees inside is entirely on her.”

The nervous funeral director pulled the massive floral wreath off the polished lid and reached for the silver metal latches.