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Gift: A Son's Story (The Night Before)
After mum passed away, my brother and I had a small disagreement. Mum had always said "I'll leave this bungalow only when they carry me out in a wooden box!" I thought, then, that it was only right that she should spend her final night before the funeral there. He disagreed, and said it was better that she should stay in the Chapel of Rest, which was just along the road. He said "She's gone now. It's no longer her home." He thought it was morbid. Finally, though, he relented - after I'd persuaded him that it was a tradition in so many cultures. Also, I said, people could call and pay their last respects if they so wished. So, the night before, the coffin was brought into her lounge, and I returned to be there with it. With her. (Image: mine)
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Sass (Part 2)
Concluding part
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Sass (Part 1)
I drafted most of this story a few years ago. Today, I looked at it again and found a way to finish it. It's the first time I've used a female central character, so would be interested to know if I've got it right!
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Gift: A Son's Story (More Signs)
After mum passed away, I needed all the reassurances I could get. I'd already had some encouraging 'signs'. But on the day I went (with my brother) to register her death, I got some more. It doesn't matter if they were pure coincidences. At times like that, we cling onto whatever helps. And I'm sure they weren't pure coincidences... (my own photo)
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Gift: A Son's Story (Push)
Just before my mother reached the final stage of her illness, she was still living independently in the council bungalow she'd had for almost 25 years. But a few years earlier - as a precaution - she'd registered for a flat at a nearby sheltered accommodation complex in case the bungalow ever became too much. In the interim, though, she'd made her mind up. She wanted to stay put. 'I'm not leaving here,' she said to me one day 'until I'm carried out in a box!' I supported her in this. My brother wasn't so sure. His wife and her daughter, my step-niece, began to exert some pressure. There were already tensions between us. His wife and I had never gotten on. They seemed to go against anything I liked or wanted. At last, an opportunity arose to bring the matter to a head...
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