Chapter 5 part 3 And yes, here we go again, P. Ramsey starts writing, and guess what she starts with? Of course with struggling to focus; with most of the time being too anesthetized to contribute much. Hey, what else is new? Let us see, she knew who would do the church service. She suddenly remembered an inspiring song for the funeral that she heard during the Thanksgiving holidays, and even where she heard it. In addition, she remembered the name of the choir that sang the song. What else? Oh, she remembered that the Atlanta Constitution ran a story with the headline: â€œGeorgia says goodbye to JonBenÃ©t.â€ Most likely another PR stunt of the Ramseys--oh no, of their public relations manager of course! Beside that, she also remembers a couple, who said during the visitation, that they had lost two daughters. That is quite a bit of remembering done by someone who is so anesthetized. I love the word 'anesthetized' that she uses all the time! Which, in this case, it just means she was under the influence of some tranquilizers. Then follows the story about the burial gifts being placed in the coffin. And guess what? Thanks to â€œsuper detective Smit,â€ we now know where that scarf is, and whom it belonged to. In Steve Thomas' book on page 195, we read: â€œHe [J. Ramsey] also put a dent in the part of the latest Intruder Theory, in which the DAâ€™s investigator Lou Smit claimed the killer left a scarf behind. Ramsey identified the scarf as a gift from one of his kids. Patsy had said the same.â€ Does that also mean we know whom the murderer(s) is/are, Smit? Her â€œfriendâ€ Priscilla White, (soon to be on the Ramseyâ€™s suspect list), had found a stuffed animal, a cat called Sister Socks, so P. Ramsey placed that in the coffin. Now pay attention, because something does not sound right here with the story of the cat. P. Ramsey states in the book:â€œJohn is not particularly a cat person, but he and Sister Socks [the real cat] were bonded. I knew he would have taken her and her three kittens back to Boulder at the end of the summer, but I was afraid to ask him â€“ and he wasnâ€™t about to volunteer.â€ I am totally lost here, can anyone explain why she was afraid to ask? He was bonded to the cat and would have taken her plus kittens, yet didnâ€™t volunteer? So how bonded was he with that cat? Again, it sounds so hypocritical to me. However, the cat and her kittens were dropped off at the neighborâ€™s house. Again, it is easier to lay the responsibility on another person than to take responsibility for them yourself! In addition, what a great way to disappoint your children again, who had become so attached to the cat.