Rest In Peace, Dear Lizzy
Rest In Peace, Dear Lizzy
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Rest In Peace, Dear Lizzy
It was a bleak day in March, but I guess that most March days are. There was a
cold drizzle outside, but the house seemed cold in comparison. Within the small, two-story
house there stood a family dressed in black, two sisters and their families. The eldest
sister, Emma Jane, was moaning and crying relentlessly with her youngest daughter sitting
dismally beside her. The younger sister, Kathy Mae, stood watching her sister in disbelief.
“Why must you carry on so?”, she asked her sister.
“There’s been a death in the family, and you ask me such pointless questions”, she
cried, “you must be even more cold-hearted than I thought.”
“But it was just Lizzy, and she can hardly be considered a part of the family”,
replied Kathy.
The older sister gasped in horror at her sisters words, and sent her daughter out of
the room.
“Not a part of the family? Not a part of the family?!?! How can you say that? Lizzy
brought happiness with her wherever she went. I don’t know how we’ll survive without
her.”
“Well, I personally never even liked her, and I’m glad she’s finally gone”, said
Kathy.
“I can’t believe what I’m hearing. Are we even related? I demand that you take it
back at once, this very second!”
“Why should I? She was a bitter old hag”, refused Kathy.
Emma burst into a fresh set of tears and began to rock back and forth, trying to
console herself. Kathy walked over and sat beside her sister.
“Oh, Emma, I’m sorry. I know she was very special to you. She was
very........friendly.”
“Thank you Kathy. Well, I suppose we’d better get to the funeral. I hope my
speech sounds okay.”
“I’m sure it’ll be great. Something Lizzy would have wanted. Now, we’d better
get started”.
The two sisters walked into the main room where the rest of the family was
already seated. Kathy took her seat and Emma walked to the front of the room where she
would give her speech.
“Lizzy”, she began, “was the best cat I ever had.”
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