The Funeral

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Chapter 1
Rachels pov :
I stood in the rain with my two boys Andrew and Alex as we stood in our black outfits . Tears were coming down my face as they buried my husband Sam who died in Afganhistan. The trumpets blew and the layed the flag on the closed casket . My sons hugged me and held me tight and I kissed their foreheads. The love of my life was gone and my heart was broken .

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