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Chapter Thirty-Four
What do you wear to your husband's funeral? A black dress would have been too cliche, even if I had owned one, which I didn't. I liked bright colors, and when I opened my closet, it looked like a skittles explosion. Digging through my limited wardrobe I found the most somber and muted thing I owned. It was a sage green maxi dress printed with small, darker green flowers. It was a little tight around my belly, but it would have to do. I pulled my hair up and looked at myself in the mirror. These three days had taken their toll on everyone, myself included. I hadn't been eating well, and I looked a little pale and gaunt. The sage dress made my eyes look a little too big for my face... and whether it was the color or the situation, they looked dark brown and dull today, instead of go
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