i can hear all the other sobbing mourners just now, Whispering unknowingly, unapprovingly, uneasily ...... among themselves until the cumulative murmur nearly rises to the point of drowning out the clergyman giving the service. As they all size up the fine flash photographer femme fatale and wonder which side of the family funeral party she is with; as their fuzzy memories begin to go back and wonder if they did not go through this very same exercise long ago at the wedding when she strode in boldly and plunked herself down in a front row pew.