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Papa


          How       could       the      people       who        drank

          alcohol and black coffee inside and outside of her
          grandparents’  home  during  the  wake  not

          understand what she felt inside?



          Tia  watched  them  in  the  same  shock  she  had

          experienced  finding  out  the  news  from  her  little
          corner by the door.



          The evening air was cool against her  face and if

          she  was  not  mistaken  it  all  seemed  like  a  party,

          but with dreary church songs.

































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