Where is Bill... have I missed him? were his first wordsas Flynn walked into the funeral home on a hot Sunday afternoon,the wave of cold air gave visitors a chill and their perspiration made clothes stick to skin and made tears harder to seeand that mad…  | By James Callahan on July 25, 2024 | Where is Bill... have I missed him? were his first words
as Flynn walked into the funeral home on a hot Sunday afternoon,
the wave of cold air gave visitors a chill and their perspiration
made clothes stick to skin and made tears harder to see
and that made the old women upset, It's disrespectful
not to cry politely, sadly with the family, one said in a whisper,
But in this heat it's difficult to do more than perspire, another added, Flynn's booming voice made the elderly gaggle turn as
their faces twisted in anger - also polite, but angry nonetheless,
but one of Bill's children knew Flynn well and played the man
now that the man was gone, and walked to Flynn with seriousness
and volunteered, He's gone, and with that Flynn clapped his
large hands together, lifted his chin and formed a round smile
Well, good for him! Good for him! was Flynn's answer, So good. | | | |  | You can also reply to this email to leave a comment. | | | | |
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