It was time for the last song of the night- the one Cay had sung when she lay on the threshold of death.

We found it extremely difficult to sing the song as it brought back that memory. The memory of a nightingale rendering her last song and then dying, with a smile. At least she'd wanted that...

It rode high on emotions. First it was Sundae. She burst into tears. Everybody else did too, then.

Even me, no matter how hard I tried not to..

I managed to compose myself enough to tell into the mic, "Here's us respecting your wish, Cay! We're going to cherish all the good times we shared. And though we don't want to, we bid thee farewell."

Then I was lost...