Margaret stood up at the same time.

The minister kept reading.

A few heads turned.

She went up the side aisle toward the front, and Nathan came across the front of the chapel to intercept her, and they met about six feet from the casket.

He put a hand on her arm and leaned in, and to anyone watching it looked exactly like a son-in-law comforting his mother-in-law.

“You should take Sophie outside,” he said quietly.