The Funeral

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When I think of the word funeral, aqua blue doesn't come to mind. At all. But then again, this is Waverly's funeral we're talking about.

It seems that most of our town is here, and why shouldn't they be? Waverly was an outstanding citizen who made everyone she knew love her. Those were Josh's words, not mine.

If I had been able to get up there and talk in front of everyone, I would've shouted that this was God's fault. He took my best friend away from me, how could He be so cruel? What about the people who take other people's lives or hurt other people? The ones who weren't Waverly. He had no right taking her from me.

But everyone there was Catholic, which is precisely why I wasn't allowed to go up there.

I hated sitting through that dumb service. The priest was from out of town, his words were so impersonal that I wanted to scream. He made it sound like Waverly had nothing better to do in the future, so God took her in order to save her.

Bullshit.

She had so much to give to this world, so much more than anyone. I repeated this to myself all service and by the end I was shaking in anger.

Anger at God.

Anger at Josh.

Anger at the priest.

Anger at myself.

None of this was fair. Call me selfish, but it wasn't her time to go. I still needed her. She shouldn't have been allowed to leave me all alone. Who would I call when there was no one else? Who would be my maid of honor? Who would be my child's godmother?

Someone had huge shoes to fill because not only did Waverly have big feet, but she was also a big part of my life. She shouldn't have been allowed to take off her shoes and walk away. Where was the sensible Waverly who would've never gotten into a car if she couldn't see behind the blurriness of her tears? Why couldn't she have been sensible? How could Josh be such a dick? I hated him. How could I have not seen it coming? Why did she get behind that damn wheel?

How could you do this to me, Waverly?

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This chapter is not meant to disrespect God or anyone's religious beliefs. I am a Catholic and I simply wrote all of the "negative" things in order to get across Emory's anger. Sorry if it offends anyone, that wasn't my intention.

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