Whosat on the stool next to me, in the middle of May, in the middle of a Wednesday afternoon, in the middleof Clanton It helped her keep climbing. nd he tried to sleep, to dream of the other world that had been stolen from him, andthe world he knew he would never again see. “Why did you come here?” “Because we’re gonna be married.
The service began, and when Rabbi Rosenthal called on me, I walked up to the lectern, foolishlytrailing my hand across the casket to establish some last rapport with her. Very clever. rlie’s fit, and only when a passing man smiled and caressed the lid did itopen, revealing the next, smaller box. Somehow sad andwinsome at the same time.
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