The husband is out of the country and won’t be able to return for some time, so there’s no rush yet. But, we do need to get Mr. Simmons ready for his wake since that’s at four o’clock,” he said calmly. amateur Mr. Kim got a rolling storage tray out from a small alcove next to the walk-in refrigeration area and wheeled it over to the slab on which Saema’s tagged corpse lay. The two men picked her up and quickly dropped her on the tray and Kim got out a plastic tarp to drape over her corpse, leaving her toe-tagged feet exposed. As the funeral director walked out to make japanese a quick phone call, Kim replaced the toe tag the previous funeral home and put on with one from their own establishment and then he wheeled Saema’s body into the fridge and parked it next to that of a naked, heavy-set middle-aged African American male who had died of a massive stroke. 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