Shortly after the death of Victoria Loryn...

There were only a dozen people gathered in the church of The Sway. Her brother was noticeably absent, but her parents were here to pay their respects. She looked peaceful in her open casket, like all the worries of the world had been washed away. It was Trent's turn to take his son and walk up to her, and he very formally wished her off and stepped away. His two-year old son remained, climbing on top of the stone slab her casket was on and peering down inside. She didn't look dead to him, but he heard the 'mommy is going away for a while' story before. The infant couldn't find it within himself to be sad, because he honestly believed his mother would return someday. He saw the shiny necklace that used to be around her neck. It was what was always hanging down in front of him when his mother leaned down. When he saw that necklace, he knew his mother was coming. It wasn't around her neck this time, but rather on top of her bosom, so he easily reached down and took it. He thought he could hold onto it for her. If his mommy was going away for a while, the necklace would be there as incentive for her to come back. Sticking it around his neck and down his shirt so no one would notice, he stepped off the slab and joined his father. He was just going to borrow it, to take some part of his mother so she would always be with him.