The white coffin, the dignified and composed pain of mother Cinzia, who finally collapses. They lay her on the floor, fan her with fans, until she finds the strength to get up again. And her eyes are always there, fixed on the wooden crate that holds her child. It is the day of farewell to Simone Picci, one of the four victims of Sunday's tragedy, relatives, friends and acquaintances gather in the square of the San Michele cemetery.
There were Omar Zaher and Merita Agus, yesterday, crying for their only daughter, today there is mother Cinzia, in the cemetery full of pain for three days. "I don't believe it, no, tell me it's not true", repeats a girl leaning against the grating, and it's a continuation of tears and questions without answers. “You will always live in our hearts,” reads the back of the shirts. In front there is the image of Simone, smiling, in the swimming pool. That smile turned off forever, just before dawn on Sunday, at the end of an evening like many others.
In the afternoon, in Sant'Elia. the farewell to Giorgia Banchero, another of the victims.
