The actual public closed casket funeral service will be held the following day at St. Matthew's ($610, Zeke's charge for coordinating arrangements with the church and preparing for a funeral there, roughly the same price for holding the funeral in his own parlor). Zeke often works with St. Matthew's and tells Dr. Miller the church charges a fixed fee of $200 for the hour-long funeral Mass and the services of the priest, altar servers, and organist. Zeke then asks if Jim can provide him with the names of four to eight pallbearers to carry Abigail's casket in and out of the church, and to the large church the grave site, which they do. (Had they not, Zeke would have hired his own, $50 per pallbearer.) We decided that would be tomorrow evening with the at. It was decided that she be buried in the Miller Family crypt in the city where she was from and where her parents still lived. A Graveside service and the internment in the crypt were scheduled for 2 pm on Thursday to allow time for the coffin and the family and mourners to travel the300 miles to her hometown. Zeke now turns to the calendar. "Today is Saturday," he begins. "We could have a funeral as soon as Tuesday, with a viewing Monday night, as long as the church and priest are available." That would give him an opportunity to submit an obituary for tomorrow's paper, giving the community enough advance notice and any distant family time to fly in. A couple of related items are bulleted beneath the embalming section. Zeke checks those he'll require for Abigail -- hair styling, which he'll turn over to a beautician ($90); and dressing and "casketing" the remains ($50). Zeke himself can outfit Abigail from the wardrobe of professional funeral wear he keeps in stock, in this case a white burial gown whose backside has been cut out for easy dressing ($135). He'd also touch her up with cosmetics specially formulated for application to bodies infused with embalming dye. But when he asks Myra if she'd prefer that Abigail be dressed in her own clothing -- a prom or bridesmaid gown, maybe -- and that her own makeup be used, Myra says yes, she'll bring them in. Zeke instructed that if He could bring the burial clothes, indian shoes makeup/lipstick and a picture of her to the funeral home no later than Tuesday morning at 9 AM and select the coffins; then the bodies would be available for viewing after the hairdresser was finished by 4PM that same day. Dr. Miller indicated she could be there on Monday at 9 AM if that was better and would give Zeke more time. Zeke agreed. Internments would follow at Noon at the Eternal Rest Masoleum. Zeke would contact Abigail’s hair stylist today about Styling Abigail’s hair on Tuesday afternoon. Zeke now comes to desi the most delicate part of the arrangement conference: the casket selection. 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