"What would you like the body to be done with?" the nurse asked, staring with such sympathy at Alexis whose eyes were heavily red and puffy from crying. "Would you like it cremated?"
Alexis peered off into space with a distant look on her face for a few seconds before she slowly shook her head. "No…"
"What would you like to do then?"
"I haven't decided," she responded. "Can I…have a few days to think to myself? A week, if that's okay?"
"Of course." The nurse comfortingly smiled at her. "You can take as much time as you need. This is your mother we are talking about, there is no rush alright?"
Alexis nodded at her and tried as hard as she could to force a smile. "Thank you."
The nurse stared at her and unable to help it, she grabbed her and pulled her into a hug, rubbing her hair gently. "I heard you…crying. And I just want you to know that I'm deeply sorry. Take care of yourself, I'll see when you're ready, okay?"
