It was long, and tiring. Friday night we went to Sevierville to Mark's grandmother's visitation at the funeral home. We stayed away from the open casket. I met some of his relatives I hadn't met before, whom I really liked; I was particularly interested in learning who the woman with the discreet om necklace on was--she and her husband, and
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