"I softly traced my mother's face with my eyes, as she lay in the coffin. My mother's nose pointed straight up to the ceiling of the chapel, her hair feathered and even highlighted; it seemed that the funeral home "delux" package had been worth the money. Her face was gentle and soft, unlike the way the paramedics had found her. Disturbing images
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but great writing.
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