The first thing Claire wondered was whether a dead person should keep getting dressed in the morning. It shouldn’t be much of a chore. The clothes she wore felt light on her body. As long as somebody washed things and laid them out for her, she could keep up appearances by putting them on. But who would know to do the laundry? Anyway, in a day or two, Robert or their wretched sister would be putting her clothes in boxes. Robert would take the boxes to the St. Vincent Society, so that people on that side of town could wear
The Favorite Sister
