Aunt Mira -
I saw you at Dad's funeral today. You looked pretty in that tight cranberry dress, and your brand new husband. What is that, six?
What would you have done if I told you I was dying when you asked how I was doing? You probably would have moved into my house and taken care of me for these last five months.
Or would you have laughed and said that's great? Do you still want to baby me now? My dad is gone, and he had the good sense not to give into your never-ending flirting.
Daddy's with Mom now, and I hope he is finally happy. I'll see them in five months, and maybe we will all finally be happy.
Thanks for nothing,
Josie
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