Herman, Ron, Sabastian and Ken all got in their separte cars to drive to the cemetery.

David and Darren argued the whole way in the back of the limo.

“I think Herman poisoined her”, David said.

“That’s ridiculous, He loved her longest and best. I think it was that rat fink Ken, the one that thought he was our dad,” Darren said.

“Could have been that foreigner Sebastian,” David said.

“Mother loved Ron, I discount him as a suspect,” Darren replied.

They all piled out of there respective cars. Herman and Ron walking conspiritorially close.

“I don’t like that ano of em are here for Mom’s funeral,” David said with clenched teeth.

“You don’t like anything David so quick acting like damn baby all the time,” said Darren unsympathetically.
“Shut the f.. ” David was about to say, but the service had begun.
Darren stared at all the ex’s that stood in a row all looking at his mothers coffin. He knew one, or more of them had something to do with his mothers death. Not that the shrew didn’t deserve to die.