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“I’ll put the lilies–” Helena begins.

“Put them over there,” orders Mister Fannon. His thin hands should move languorously; they don’t.

“Why’d we have to get the Bossy Funeral Home?” mutters Gracie.

“Helena wanted it.” Sven shrugs. “Said she needed direction.”

“I looked through that catalog,” Helena’s saying. “I was thinking about the Millennium?”

“Not for a cremation, honey!” says Fannon. “You just get a nice pine box–the Excelsior, say–and spend the extra money on a trip for yourself. That’s what Ben would’ve wanted, am I right?”

They don’t go in for nonsense at the Bossy Funeral Home.