So Long, John

I stare at the body for a long time. That’s what I’m supposed to do. I know the routine. I’ve been here before. Same funeral home. Same situation. They always put the coffin in this same place. Well, they have in recent memory, anyway. Twenty one years ago my father was at the front of… Continue reading So Long, John

Billie

There’s never peace. Moments, maybe, when there’s less pain. But never real peace. Storm winds whip through my hair and tug at my dress, teasing me with release. But I know better. I look up at the dark sky and sigh, glaring at the heavy clouds that linger out over the ocean. They threaten to… Continue reading Billie

Chester

He looks good. I’ll give them that. I lean against the coffin and study the face. You can barely see the small cuts. If you didn’t know they were there, you’d never know. I know. My eyes trace the line of his face. The nose. The lips. It’s a clinical assessment. That’s the only way… Continue reading Chester