When the sun came up, Daddy was on the phone again.  He hung up just as I came in.

     “We need to get ready to go.  We catch a flight in four hours.”

     “Okay.”

     “I didn’t even ask you if you felt like going.”

     “No, you didn’t, but this is my aunt, so I feel like I need to go, whether I really feel like it or not.  I just have to take it easy and not overdue anything.”

     “Okay,” Daddy nodded his head and smiled.

     The next few days, through the funeral plans, visitation, and funeral, itself, and the burial, were a total blur.  T...

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