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Ashes to ashes jenny han series5/10/2023 ![]() She’s got the same curly hair, same petite frame as Rennie. Aunt Bette supports her on one side, my father on the other. Everyone stands up, and the preacher walks somberly down the center aisle, followed by two altar boys holding big wooden crosses. ![]() I don’t know the time.Īn old lady takes a seat at the organ behind me and begins a sad hymn. So many flowers, even though it’s snowing on the other side of the stained-glass windows. Roses and mums and lilies and snapdragons, a cross made of white carnations, wreaths with pink ribbons hanging down the front. There is a brass urn on the white marble altar. My sobs echo those of the congregation below me. There aren’t enough tears in the whole wide world. ![]() I’M HIGH UP IN THE rear balcony of Holy Lady of the Sea, and it is pure agony. ![]()
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