There were dozens of people in a bleak group. It's a very specific look, one you will find only outside the Baghdad morgue. It's a look that tells you they are walking into the morgue, where the bodies lay in rows, and that they pray they do not find what they are looking for.
One frenzied woman in a black abaya was struggling to make her way inside, two relatives holding her back. "See that woman—they found her son," someone said. The woman continued to struggle, her legs buckling under her, her wails filling the afternoon.
These words of an unnamed Iraqi woman in Baghdad, March 28, 2006, were read at the National Cathedral service by Sister Luma Khudher, an Iraqi Dominican.