January 29, 2006
There was something a little bit quiet about Mary-Ellen and something a tad unusual about her face – a look not commonly there. For a woman normally vibrant and carefree and brightly loquacious, she was strangely somber, perhaps even anxious. She simply sat at the table and stared at her coffee. “Hey, dear? What’s up?” [...]
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January 15, 2006
It was raining for the 28th straight day and everything, even birthday parties, felt funereal. As this was a funeral, of sorts, there was a sense of excess to the occasion. The mourners arrived just in time dressed as clowns. Trent scratched his head, sighed and said, “That’s all they could get? Clowns?” Flo shrugged. [...]
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