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Mrs. Vargas took the girl’s toe tags in her hand and looked them over, then took some papers from her helper and read them as well, verifying that this body indeed matched who they were supposed to pick up. The funeral home had provided a black canvas body bag to transport Saema in to their parlor, but they wouldn’t bother to unwrap her from the sheet she had been stored in. “Okay, Victor, let’s grab her and get her bagged,” she said, dryly, not one for much emotion. The man that was with her pulled the morgue tray out into the room and, grabbing her by her shoulders, with the worker from the coroner’s office grabbing her bare feet, they pulled her off of the slab and dropped her into the open bag on the stretcher. Victor zipped the bag up while Mrs. Vargas signed her name to the release papers from the morgue, and then the two began wheeling Saema’s corpse down a long series of hallways, out a set of double-doors, and to a waiting van. It was lightly raining outside as Victor pulled open the van doors and, grabbing the head of the bag by a handle, dragged it onto the floor of the van. He proceeded to fold up the stretcher and put it to the side as his overseer got the van started and warmed up. Once done, he slammed the doors shut, checked to make sure they were locked, and hopped in the passenger seat. It would only take about 20 minutes to get to the funeral home from where they were, so the two just chatted lightly and listened to the radio on the journey to the parlor. When the van pulled up, the rain made it so masturbation that they pulled in under the awning in the back of the funeral home. The weather had worsened during their brief drive, but some might have argued that the bleak weather was fitting for their jobs anyway. Victor, being the stocky man that he was, generally tended to be the one to handle the bodies and get them inside and on the slab, but he rather liked this. 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