That answer stayed with me more than anything else. They believed they were burying her that day. In reality, they were exposing themselves.
At my mother’s funeral, the gravedigger quietly pulled me aside and said, “Ma’am, your mom paid me to bury an empty coffin.” I told him to stop playing games. Then he slipped a key into my hand, whispered, “Don’t go home. Go to Unit 16 right now,” and my phone lit up with a message from my mother: “Come home alone.”
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