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The phone rings and it is her, confused. She doesn't think her phone is working. She is upset that no one told her that the husband died. How.
When was the funeral.
Slow. Slow.
So.
She is talking on the phone right now.
And the death was years ago. She was there. He was sick in
hospital with a tumor and passed away. The funeral well attended.
Her family there and so many people at the wake that more chairs
were needed. So many stories told, he would have liked that.
Oh.
She sounds unsure. Says goodbye again and again.

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