As we worked putting bundles in the wagon, tears kept flowing down Miranda’s cheeks and I couldn’t tell if they were hers or mine. I’d heard how... when people lost a loved one, they regretted harsh words and unsaid feelings. But that was supposed to be the regrets of the living. I was dead. I didn’t tell my family how much I loved them. Didn’t tell them often enough. Now it was too late.John was a good man and was happy with his new wife. Beulah was already rounding in pregnancy and did her best. They agreed and saidto have the girls call them after I had finished, orif they refused.I walked in like nothing had happened, and found mynieces on their computers. Neither acted like anythingwas wrong.“Did the two of you enjoy your little play time thismorning?” I asked them. I said it softly, but therewas a tone they didn’t mistake.“What play time, Uncle Rick?” Kaelyn asked. She lookedup at me and batted her eyes. She was sitting on thesofa, legs crossed Indian. More

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