Sometime during the night ,my brother lived again. It was so real. I could see the color slowly coming back in his face. He would get out of his coffin and talk,wipe dishes, laugh and then he would lay back down. I knew he was filled with formaldehyde and was puzzled that he could live again. Even though I thought it must be my mind playing tricks,I didn't want them to close the casket again. I kept saying, "Let him come and go as he pleases".
I thought that he could enjoy his life and we could do things together again.
I woke up with a headache.
But the day is beautiful with sun bouncing off new snow. The birds and the dogs need fed. I must be about the day!!!
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