"Are you really telling me... that... he."I couldn't even end my sentence, my mother had to the ingrate job for me: "Dylan is dead. Honey... I'm so so...ry..."Maybe I'd sound like such a hypocrite, but the pain was real.And it was destroying me, from the inside: a dark shadow, swallowing my soul, my inner light."Please, just tell me the day of the funeral, I'll be at home." The fact, honey... The fact is, his parents have informed the town only after the funeral. We didn't have the chance to say. She had me sit, first trying to tell me how to do it. If I sat with ahoop underneath my butt, she told me, the front of my dress would flyup, but I had already managed to arrange my skirts, and when I sat down,she laughed and said, "I didn't have to show you how to sit in ahoopskirt! You have more southern belle in you than I thought!"I sighed as I sat, my skirts ballooned around me, and then I felt Lisaput the wig on my head. She was standing in front of me, frowning andmaking adjustments. More

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