How it Started

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Maddie's P.O.V.

This week had gone absolutely perfect until he got into the hospital. The next day my uncle was dead... Due to this my family and my uncles family had gotten closer.
Isn't it pretty sad that we needed a death for this to happen?
My aunt had been really sad that her husband had died, but she had to be strong for her two kids. My aunt and I had been really close and it felt as if I wasnt strong for her, my aunt would break even more.

I was there the whole time, through the planning, up to the burial that topped off my "perfect week".

But overall that week was as if my uncle had sent me a blessing, as if he knew I needed something to get me out of this town.
*Day Before the funeral ( the Wake)*

Well everyone was flying in today his cousins from California and one cousin of his that had been raised in England that he only met a couple time. But hey, he was a really good man, anyway when we got to the funeral home the dark mood engulfed us. From head to toe, quite literally.
There he lay in his coffin. Looking as if he was going to wake up any minute. His relatives flooded inside in a dark mass. One cute little baby caught my attention. I observed her and she eventually looked at me and giggled at the faces I began to make. The small toddler began to reach her arms toward me. Her mom, I assume, smiled at me and walked over, she introduced herself and we talked for a while until I had to excuse myself. Her name was Lou and she was the cousin from England the baby's name was Lux.

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