Uncle Ray’s Full Parking Lot: When Love Arrives Only After Death

nephew cut him off.

“No. Let’s talk about it,” he said, looking around. “Since everyone’s already judging.”

He pointed toward the casket.

“Ray didn’t understand what it’s like now. Everything costs more. Everyone’s exhausted. We’re drowning. And he’s sitting there thinking people should just show up like it’s 1985.”

A few people nodded.

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