Peri replied that the melancholy atmosphere at funerals was necessary. The Doctor shushed her. “Killjoy.”
On his other side, a friend of the deceased was sobbing her heart out. Passing her a heliotrope handkerchief, he placed a kindly hand on her arm. “He was a happy man,” he told her. “In his memory, let happiness prevail.”
Helen A looked at this brightly garbed stranger. She would do her best.
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