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the funeral

by Crista | Score: 900

She went to the back of her closet looking for the black dress she only wore when someone had died. She knew that she would have to keep herself together. After all she was reading the eulogy. 
Her time as a bank clerk had given her a lot of experience talking with people but she rarely had the opportunity to speak in front of a large crowd. She was a little excited. She knew that was kind of wrong but she didn't care.  Her father had been a miserly old bastard. But all that money kept him popular. And all those ex wives and children just had to show up to the funeral. How bad would if look if they didn't but still wanted a cut of the estate?
She looked over to her young son who was reading a comic book. She kept him away from her father. She didn't want him ta

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