Duke was outside playing with some of the bikers, so I left the door open and went up to see if I could find clothes to take to the funeral home for them to put my parents in. Their room had his and her closets, so I had started with my mom’s side, finding her a nice flowered dress and some flats to go with it. She used to wear it all the time on the few occasions my parents attended church, and she loved the way she looked in it. So that was easy, and I was glad this wasn’t taking too long. I would have to remember to stop at the church and see if they would take the clothes. Otherwise, I would just pack it all up and take them down to Goodwill. I placed my mom’s outfit on the bed and opened my father’s side, and started to rummage through the clothes. Most of what was on his side were t-
