Julie nods like she understands. "My mom--" she begins, but it doesn't feel right to talk about her own dead parent while watching the funeral of someone else's, so she punctuates the sentence fragment with a shrug.

"I... know it hurts. Like hell, all the time."

She watches for a few moments longer, then shakes her head a little bit. "Sorry, I didn't mean to barge in like this."