Renee never expected to meet someone at a funeral, let alone under such awkward circumstances. She was there to support her aunt, whose best-friend had passed away. While Lance was there for his friend, whose mother had passed away. He was first in awe of her beauty when she was exiting the church, but missed her. He then saw her again upon leaving the burial ground and encouraged her to follow him. She was apprehensive as she had not known or seen him before. "Do you know me?" - she asked. "No, but I do know where you are going!" - he shouted. Later, at the repast, they ended up meeting face to face. Fate would have it that Renee parked right behind his car unknowingly. Lance, happy for the opportunity, smiled. "Well, I told you I knew where you were going." Renee smiled. "Again I ask; do you know me?" Lance had mustered up the courage to ask, "Would it be totally inappropriate if I asked for your number at a funeral?" Renee delayed, pretending to consider it. "Probably. Let me think about it while I get something from my car" They exchanged phone numbers and spent the rest of the evening talking via WhatsApp when she had to leave, getting to know each other. And just like that, something unexpected bloomed in the midst of grief—a connection neither of them saw coming.