I don't think I've ever seen Dad pray more than he has when he thinks of Whizzer. He prayed when they were first together. When they broke-up. And now when he was gone.
I would hear snippets of Dad's prayers when I went to his room to say good-night. It was always about how he would do anything to wake up the next day, and realize this was all just an awful nightmare.
But he always woke up, a mix of anger and sadness. And the nightmare would continue.
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the five stages of grief ⇒ falsettos | ✔️ #Wattys2018
Fanfiction≫ the five stages of grief: a falsettos fanfiction ≪ we all grieve in different ways but after whizzer's funeral, marvin begins what mendel calls "the five stages of grief." get ready for an experience like no other in falsettoland. ♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎ ≫ a...
