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My dad died back in 1999 the day before Thanksgiving
when flights were at a premium, so his wife said she'd hold the funeral
the following week … she lied. She
was a nice Mormon lady looking after herself and 10 kids and wasn’t
about to share anything including his funeral, with us.
But my sisters including Janis my stepsister, surprised her when we
found out about the ploy and walked into the ceremony. She about had
a heart and tried to kill us with phony kindness.
My kid sister knew where my dad’s house was and wanted to show us
… so here it is 8pm the nite of his funeral and we’re sneaking around
their house looking in windows – when all of a sudden the light goes on
and she pokes her head out the door!
You never saw us scrabble so fast running back to the car and
speeding away in our very "inconspicuous" lime green rental
car … we were lucky she didn’t call the cops on us!
by Suzi |