Adelle held on to Christina for dear life. "You aren't crying. I wish I was stronger." She sobbed. Then she pushed away. She took a deep breath and controlled her self. "I remember hearing about what they call 'closure'. I want to see them. I'm seventeen. I'm not a baby... I know I'm acting like one right now... But I want to see them, say goodbye."<br/><br/>She wiped her nose on the back of her hand and straightened up, stood up and had a sudden thought. "Toothbrush! And cat food!" She darted into the bathroom and came out a few minutes later triumphantly clutching her holiday sponge bag with her electric toothbrush, her shampoo, conditioner, deodorant, razor and tooth paste stuffed in it.<br/><br/>"Okay, cat food" She led the way down stairs, carrying Tigger and the sponge bag. she found a shopping bag and filled it with cat food from the cupboard. Then for some obscure reason she insisted on taking the bin liner out of the kitchen waste bin, taking it outside and putting it in the big dustbin. Something she had always hated doing in the past.<br/><br/>She came back in, washed her hands and picked up the cat carrier again. "Okay, I'm ready. We can go."