“I’ve been here before, two wakes in the same room” I said to the woman sitting near me. “A friend of the family, and my cousins grandmother. Now I’m here again, this is really sad.” The woman turned to me with great sorrow in her eyes “well, my father’s wake was here last year in this room, and look I’m even sitting in the same chair on the front row. You don’t know sadness and pain until it’s you that have to sit in the front row.”
I thought about what the lady said all the way…
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