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He continued to talk with no expression on his face, “She was my everything. No one understood me like her. When everyone turned their backs on me, she was there.” “I know. She was more than a grandmother to me. She was a mother and father too after the ordeal took place with you. She stepped in like Wonder Woman and took care of me.” Now he straightened his back and sat up in the chair. There were a few more moments of silence before Angel excused herself to the restroom. While her sandals clicked on the floor in the distance, I turned to him and apologized. “I'm sorry.” He looked up and said, “Living and dying is a part of life, honey. There's nothing for you to be sorry about.” “No, I'm sorry for not visiting you. I'm sorry for not…show more content…
“One to three days maximum,” he answered. Instantly, I began to fret and turned to my father, “Three days? Granny will probably be buried by then. You know she had that last wishes paperwork filled out at the funeral home.” “Oh, yeah. I remember.” “She'd tried to get me to talk about it with her but I wouldn't.” Angel butted in, “Well as soon as we leave here, you can call the funeral home and see what her final request was.” “Okay. I'll do it as soon as we get back to the car.” “Then maybe they can review the form in one day. Let's just think positive about it,” she said as she took the last bite of a peanut butter cracker. We only visited with father for another hour, and we all decided we should leave, so we could get the information that we needed for the request form and possibly get it submitted today. Before leaving, we all held hands and prayed together. Before we parted ways, I gave my father a long hug. I felt like crying again but I didn't. He kissed me on the forehead and told me that he love me with all of his heart before he walked back towards the door that all the inmates had came out of earlier. While walking out of the facility, I felt curious and asked, “Do you think that they will let him attend the funeral?” Angel sighed, “I don't know. We'll have to wait and see.” “What if they deny his request?” “We're supposed to be thinking positive, remember?” “Oh, yeah. Well, can you attend the funeral?” She replied

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