15C and pouring rain. Hmm might not bowl today.
Watered the plants, set up things at bowling green, out to Central Saanich to buy tickets for RCMP musical ride - wrong venue!
Back to bowling club and did last minute stuff for today's Beauty and the Beast (ladies vs men) tournament. Beasts won 5 to 3. Then a nice BBQ cooked by the men. Bratwurst on a bun, 2 salads, corn on the cob and an ice cream cone. Estimate of 65 attendees.
Watched a movie.

Together they managed to gather all the bodies and body parts, first trying to lay them out properly but then giving up, they piled them all together on a piece of floor that was relatively unscathed.

  As they were finishing, the day staff started arriving, disbelief was replaced by sorrow and pain. They helped do what they could then watched silently to see what the Pearce’s would do next.

  Doctor Pearce looked at the twisted and broken bodies then pointing to one of the aides said, “Quickly go find four or five men, tell them to bring shovels, we must bury our people,”

  Turning to his wife he said, “Please try and find some of my robes in there.” He nodded toward the remnants of the chapel.

  Mrs. Pearce hesitated then said, “But some of them aren’t Christian, do you think we should put them all together?”

  “I don’t think we have much choice, we can’t just leave them and with what has gone on out there,” he waved toward the city, “I don’t think we will get any help. I’ll record who we have buried.”

  Mrs. Pearce turned without another word and went to look for the robes.

  By early afternoon, the bodies had all been buried in two graves, one containing their best guess of which were the patients and the other the hospital staff.

  Mrs. Pearce had returned home as soon as the brief ceremony was over; Doctor Pearce remained at the hospital site until early afternoon, gathering up records and tying them in bundles. The staff had all been dismissed and sent home.

  He carted all the bundles across the road and stored them in a small garden shed behind the house and then squaring his shoulders walked in to tell his family what he had decided.

  His wife came through to the kitchen as he entered, “My dear,” he began. “I think we must face reality and leave. I would like you to start selecting what we will need, but we will have to travel as light as we can.”

  “I anticipated that you would make that decision so the children and I have been getting ready. But we cannot possibly carry everything.”

  ‘Then I’m afraid we will have to leave almost everything, this will not be an easy journey. Let me see what you have prepared.”

  The next hour was spent in taking apart and repacking several boxes and two suitcases. When they finished they looked in despair at each other.