No one expected to see them at the funeral. He’d been gone for such a long time. Years went by without a trace of him. He’s grown up. And her, she still looks the same. Looks like she jumped off a wedding cake. Maybe she did. Did she leave with him, or did he leave with her? Can’t remember. We tend to forget these things.

There they stood. Waiting in line to see dad one more time. The two of them sat in the back of the church, holding hands. All these folks here to bid farewell to his father; no one recognizing them. Maybe they didn’t want to. Damn shame. His own brothers and sister didn’t shake his hand. And as for her, they pretended she wasn’t there.

I saw them in front of the casket looking at dad. They both just stared. Dad’s ghost had long left the room. Looked at him real strange like. Then they walked away. Just left. You know when you’re not wanted.