““When we got back to our house, the villagers who’d had helped carry her coffin as far as the mountainside were there, partaking enthusiastically of the food and drink that Eiko had provided. It made me sick. When my mother was alive, they never gave her the time of day. Now, here they were, eating and drinking in honor of her death. I couldn’t bear the hypocrisy of their actions—why didn’t they just go and dance on her grave?””